I bumped into 'Dad' again on fathers day and it reminded me that I'd posted my ghost stories at some point.
This time, I saw him.
I know, crazy.
Funny thing, we've had company for awhile. A house full, lots of distractions. In the midst of the crowded pool deck, water splashing, kids laughing, mid-sentence, I thought I heard the sliding glass door, turned around and there he was.
Turns out it was my daughter that opened the door but I'm here t' tell ya, Dad was standing right there.
Dad was a sweetheart and a truly kind soul. I don't get scared but that certainly startled me.
Happy Fathers Day, Dad
