posted on Oct, 20 2003 @ 12:33 PM
When I was 6 my mother took us to Ireland for a month on vacation. While there, my father had to go back to the states to take care of some work.
Being so young I really missed him and one night I had a dream he was comming back the next day. I woke up and told my mother of the dream and not
knowing it at the time he was comming back that day as a suprise. Thing is, I dreamed it the way it happend and remember it vividly.
Had dreams before of old friends and within days I hear from them.