posted on Jul, 21 2011 @ 01:26 AM
My father and grandfather passed back in 1994 about 5 months apart from each other. Luckily my grandfather passed before my father did, as no one
should bury their child. Since their passing they have been a part of every important event of my life.
When I was a gangster, my father came in my dreams holding a Bible and in a white suit with a strange small hat, a conical hat that looked just like
those worn by the Vietnamese farmers but much smaller. He was in tears and grieving but would not say a word to me. Soon afterwards I was locked up
Fast forward 7 years later, I had started a new life transferred from a community college to a state university and was applying for medical school.
A week before my acceptance letter came my father came in my dreams once again. This time with the brightest smile, and I could see the joy in his
face was radiant. He dragged a horsecart behind him and enthusiastically motioned me to get on, again without speaking a word and with fervor he gave
me ride all around Korea. We stopped by my grandfathers house and I peered over the walls into my grandfathers courtyard where he and my grandmother
were sitting side by side. This truly was the most joyous of all my dreams.
Fast forward 4 years later to early July of this year...after much hardships through classes I have now completed the classroom portion of medschool.
I took my United States Medical Licensing Exam Step 1 in June 21st. Last year I took the test and failed it by a small margin. My fathers brother
calls me and says that I passed the test this time around. Scores have not been reported yet, but hes adamant that I had passed. He tells me that my
father and grandfather appeared in his dreams both extremely happy and joyous almost in tears. A week later my passing score is emailed to
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