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Hey guys. I just came across this subreddit and finally feel like I could share this to a group of ppl.
My dad died 2 months ago, I was very close to him. And since he died, I had to start my junior year in college, moving in to a new place, all by myself. And mind you I’m in New York meanwhile my family is in Jakarta, Indonesia. It was a whirlwind.
I still think about the fact that I was not there during my dad’s last month. I’ve been trying to make up for lost time and lost words by praying and meditating and I feel his presence strongly when I call him. Like in taxi rides at night I would be alone and scared (being a woman in their 20s in NY, duh), and I would just call his name and I feel like he’s just beside me smiling and saying “you’re going to be fine”.
One night, I had just received a news of my friend who committed suicide. I was shocked, even though we weren’t intensely talking, he was a special person who loves the same things I do. I felt so powerless at the moment and couldn’t think of anything else other than my dad and my friend. I was crying the whole night to my dad screaming “how do I handle this by myself?”.
Lately by then, I was questioning whether my dad’s presence that I have been feeling is my coping mechanism or that I’m spiritually connected to him. That night after I cried myself to sleep, he visited me in my dream. He was in our home of 13 yrs now, playing with his phone. I asked everyone at the house are you seeing him right now? I kept on talking to him but no one seemed to see his body, and I said to everyone “dad’s here, he’s here. I’m talking to him right now what are you talking about?” And no one believed me.
5 years ago I was in LA, October 23rd 2016. Watching a show of my favorite band. It was the eve of my dad’s birthday in the US but it was already his birthday in Jakarta. 4 days ago, I was back in California, seeing the same band after 2 years not being on tour. The frontman dedicated one song to me and my dad on stage. I had sent him about the crazy timing and that I played their music before I buried my dad. He responded the letter but I didn’t think he would dedicate a song to me and my dad. Kid you not, I saw my dad standing beside him on stage. His light was shining very bright.
I don’t know what all of this means for me, but I feel like I’m connected to a higher energy through my dad. Let me know what you guys think!