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When I was 9 and my dad died, I had reoccurring dreams of him. They were unlike any other dreams. I think he was visiting me in my dreams. My brother took his own life in 2013 and my sister had a dream where he was at a big party and he had a huge smile and he said, "God loves me." I think he was letting us know he was ok.
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Be like water making its way through cracks, do not be
assertive, but adjust to the object, if nothing within you stays
rigid, outward things will disclose themselves. --Bruce Lee
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