July 24, 2019
Had a dream about Dad telling me about his pet alpaca and how happy the soft fur is making him. In the dream we were living in Chile. His face, wow. When I woke up I had tears. Happy tears, I suppose. I remember he had that face when I brought him to a David Foster concert in Cubao. He kept clapping like a little boy, singing along, beaming. Over the years my father got sadder and sadder and we didn't know why or what to do. When I get out of here, he's the first person I will hug.