tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6546468339418636140.post729153455504823196..comments2024-01-12T04:58:49.069-05:00Comments on Kyrie, Eleison!: Happy DreamAnastasia Theodoridishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16092531121989260111noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6546468339418636140.post-49639777458529858852008-06-08T06:33:00.000-04:002008-06-08T06:33:00.000-04:00It's odd. I had a dream with my dad in it--the fir...It's odd. I had a dream with my dad in it--the first since his repose--about this same evening. <BR/><BR/>We were wrestling, as we used to do when I was little. I didn't look at his face--I was intent on doing my best. Despite my efforts, he was getting the better of me and was about to pin me. Then I looked at his face, and it was young again, the way he looked when I was very small. "Daddy!" I said, "your face! You're young again!" "Yes, I know," he responded. "Isn't it wonderful?" Then he backed off and was gone.Fr. Gregory Hogghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01829108455227450650noreply@blogger.com