It been almost 10 years since my father died and occasionally I’ll have dreams with him in them. Last night I dreamed we got up early in the morning which we really did when we would go fishing. In the dream we headed out on one of our fishing trips. We were pulling a boat behind his truck and we were in Colorado or New Mexico because we were in the mountains. We wound up passing a DPS officer and we were close to the speed limit, my dad tapped the breaks and we looked in the rear view mirror and we saw the officer pull out behind us. We thought for sure we were about to get a ticket. The officer wound up passing us and a little while later we came up on an overturned 18 wheeler. We helped get the driver out. The road we were on had only two lanes so we had to back the truck and the boat up all the way down the mountain.
I have no clue what my dream means. I know I miss my dad and my mom and I miss fishing. My mom would think we had fish stories because sometime we’d come home empty handed. When we would load up the boat we would give the fish away to people if they wanted them. I didn’t mind because I knew when we got home I was the one that had to clean the fish.