franklin, in

I didn't want to say anything, but then I read the girl from Broadripple's post and realized that other folks from Indie had seen the same thing I did. It was kind of a relief. To be honest, it also kind of makes me cry from not knowing, but it still relieves me.

That was dad's birthday. He'd been dead a long time, but we still all called each other about it. I couldn't go to sleep that night. 28 years since he died, I couldn't even explain to my girl. It was so long ago. I hope he's okay wherever. I'm even older than him now, which is weird. But she went to bed. She doesn't like rituals. Cool. I made some tea & sat down.. I picked up Donald. It was the last thing the two of us gave him before he died. He could do Donald's voice on his own like no one else. I still don't know how I can do it, I don't remember learning it from him. But when I do it, I feel like I'm doing something he taught me.

I was thinking about dad & it was his birthday & I looked at Donald & the light happened & I kind of lost control. I don't want to sound Hallmark, but I've always wanted him to say Hello. And at that moment, on his birthday in the middle of the night while I was looking at Donald & saw the light, I kind of shook and thought he had.

Thanks so much for this sight. I think maybe alot of people may just have gotten through.