Visits from Heaven

March 22, 2018 /

Waking up from a dream about my dad is usually bittersweet. Generally, the dream itself is nothing extraordinary, just us doing something routing at home with my siblings. Even in the dream, however, it feels as though we haven’t seen each other in a while. Then I wake up and reality sinks in. I have not seen or talked to my dad in over 5 years. He passed away suddenly of a heart attack, and I still struggle with regret that I never had to chance to say goodbye. I don’t think I will ever understand the reason God took him from us so soon and without warning. But God is faithful. As I look back on the past 5 years, I realize that He has given me these dreams as a place to spend a few more moments with my dad. Little visitations from heaven. And I cherish every dream, not only for the extra time I get to see my dad, but also as the gesture of love and compassion that God has shown me in my grief and pain.

“When tomorrow starts without me, don’t think we’re far apart. For every time you think of me, I’m right here, in your heart.”

Welcome to Positively Kelli! I'm Kelli. I am learning to live with intention and to stay positive in the valleys of life. I started blogging after the diagnosis of a rare kidney disease changed my life. My husband and I love to travel, and most of my pictures are from our own adventures. I hope you are encouraged and welcome all feedback. Thank you so much for reading!

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