After coming home from the hospital from hand surgery, I fell asleep in my bedroom. I was in a sound sleep due to the pain medication given to me. My mother said she would wake me up when it was time for my next dose of medication should be taken. So, when I was shaken on my shoulder to wake up, naturally I expected my mother to be there. But when I opened my eyes the room was very dark, since night had fallen and the bedroom door was closed. I walked into the kitchen and asked my mother why she had waited so late to wake me. She replied she had not wanted to disturb me since I was sleeping so soundly, in fact she was not the one who had been in my room to wake me at all and no one else was home, just the two of us. I immediately thought of my father who had passed away a few years before. I immediately found comfort in the thought that Daddy had been watching over me and a gentle shake on the shoulder from the grave is indeed a comforting feeling....Thanks Daddy
