herein.mygarden
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I just thought I'd share this for the heck of it, most of you wont believe me and that's alright I'm just shareing what happened: Two years ago I was badly addicted to spice, my dad smoked it occasionally but had no issue, one day I got in his stash and went on a binge( I know fucked up and wrong) well they had just made it illegal and he got piss tested at work so he was enraged when he found out. He flipped and told me not to come back around, I was 17 so I'd be staying at my moms instead of going over to his house whenever I wanted, the last time we spoke I got in my moms car and said "have a good one" to wich he replied "Fuck You!" We didnt talk for about a month and never got the chance because then he died (quit smoking tobacco now folks). Everyone else was shocked but me, when a 300 pound diabetic with COPD and Emphesema dies suddenly it's hard to be surprised. Well I struggled with it for a while and one day I prayed and said "please God I'd like to talk to my dad one more time to sort it out" well I went to bed that night amd I went to some strange alternative reality, you may think it was a dream but it wasn't I've dreamed plenty of times and had dreams that seemed real etc etc, I know what those are. At that place I walked down from my room and everything in the livingroom was gone but my dad was standing there, the sun was shineing with a buetiful warm gold glow through the window, I started to say "dad I'm sorry I..." he stopped me and said "it's alright I know, were all good and everything is gonna be alright" we hugged each other and the journy ended and I woke up. Like I said I know what a dream is and that sure wasn't one but it's convinced me there is life after death and everything's gonna be alright, I'll see him again one day and I know he knows I only did it because I was in bad shape.
