The strangest feeling...

Yesterday morning I woke up and felt like I had dreamed about my dad. I couldn't remember the dream, although I wish I could have. Later in the day, I was looking at some old pictures and I saw my dad in one. Instead of feeling the usual sad, lonely feeling of knowing how long it has been since I've seen him, I had the strange feeling like I had just talked to him. It was like a content feeling like I can't explain. Content doesn't even really describe it...it's just the only word that I can think of that somewhat resembles what I'm feeling. The closest thing I can use to describe it is a fictional illistratation from The Shack. A girl had passed away and God let her play and interact with her siblings in their dreams. I know that is fictional, but who knows, maybe that is something that does happen? I don't think I can explain how I'm feeling very well. Someday, I will be able to know the truth...but probably not in this life.