Dreams

I guess I should've known I'd still be seeing dad in dreams. I mean, I think about him constantly...but I didn't think he'd be telling me to ground Ashleigh for something that actually happened or that I'd dream he came back alive after being dead. It's quite possible that my subconscious mind is helping me out, trying to make me feel better. (Although I really think daddy wants me to ground Ashleigh...I mean, he did tell me to). Anyways-it'll be three weeks tomorrow since he's died and I think I'm doing okay. Of course, I'm doing okay TODAY. Yesterday was okay, the day before? Notsomuch. But I guess it comes in waves, ups and downs, which is what I hadn't expected. I just assumed that I'd be sad for a few months and then would wake up one day and be fine. Not happening. But when does life go the way you want it anyway?