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A young man was walking with an older, slightly larger man in a red sweatshirt. The older man had a beard and long black hair pulled back in a ponytail. They were talking...when all of a sudden, the young man went quiet.
"What's wrong?"
"I miss you..."
"I'm still here..."
"It's not the same!"
The younf man's arms dross as his eyes tear up. They both stop walking as the hologram flickers.
"It'll be ok."
"I miss my Daddy, damnit!"
The young man broke out in tears and began to bawl.

Then he woke up...crying. He got out of bed and ran through the house, screaming "Dad! Dad!"
There was no answer...
He stopped in the kitchen, tears down his face, when he heard someone at the door. In stepped an older man, oddly enough wearing the same red sweatshirt from the dream. The young man walked up to him, threw his arms arounf him and cried on his shoulder.
"What's wrong with you?"
Between sobs, the the words were barely audible...
"I...thought...I'd...lost...my...Daddy..."
"I'm still right here...you haven't lost me yet..."

...for that two minutes that I cried on my Dad's shoulder this morning, I was that little kid again...that same little kid who loved his Daddy more than anything in the world...that same little kid...clinging to his Daddy for dear life...



...when I do finally lose my Dad...I may not be myself for a long time...
...heads up.