THE HIGH PLAINS DRIFTER

the blog of haley copes

this dream

so something i’ve realized about my dreams since my parents have passed is that i mainly dream about my mom. i dream of her a couple times a month, and they’re not really intense dreams or anything, it’s very casual, like her way of telling me she’s okay. i’ve had only a couple dreams of my dad since he passed, and in both dreams he didn’t seem like himself, almost as if i wasn’t actually dreaming of my father but dreaming of a portrayal of him instead. however two nights ago i had a dream that my dad was hosting some type of huge award show. i remember sitting in the crowd, and when i saw him on stage i said “that’s my dad!!” so i ran back stage and spent a long time looking for him in-between him going on and off stage. i finally found him in his dressing room. i knocked on his door and he took a look at me and said “who’s this beautiful girl?” almost in a flirtatious manner—- but after a second his facial expression dropped, and he realized it was me. it’s like it took him that second to realize it was his daughter. in real life i have not seen my dad since i was 12, so i obviously look nothing like what i used to. he gave me a huge hug, and in-between tears of happiness he said “it’s been so long, you’re so beautiful” it was so nice seeing my dad in my dream… 

so happy and so in love. 

1) this is the most stressed out i’ve been in a long time, and tonight it’s gotten me really down

2) on a completely unrelated note, i’m completely and totally in love and i haven’t felt this way about anyone before