Tombstone Tuesday: Harold E. Murrell --The Headstone Is In Place
For a while now, I was hoping my pop would visit in a dream. I just wanted to have a nod or wink to know he was okay. That he had settled in on the other side. I hoped he had found some peace. Well, this past week while on vacation I had a dream and he came to visit. The details of the dream I am going to keep private but I will mention that my dad was slick. I don't think he wanted me to realize it was him until after I woke up. The gentleman that I saw in the dream appeared to be in his early twenties, young, bright eyed and hopeful. A version of him that I didn't get to see in life. He looked at ease and comfortable with himself. I am grateful for this little wink from him. Thanks, dad. Give a hug and kiss to grandma, grandpa, and aunt Janice for me.