Visitation

Day 443: 3rd July, 2020

Martin woke up and has had the same dream over and over and it's of us crashing over a ledge and dying in the campervan, however this time Zach was there. He said in the dream, we were driving down a very dangerous road. The road was unmade with huge potholes and it was narrow and twisting with no crash barrier and a huge drop off. There was a large dump truck coming slowly up the hill and we are careful going down the road trying to avoid the big holes, and keeping clear of the truck coming our way. There is another big truck coming down the hill behind us and it can’t slow down enough and hits the back of the van pushing us off the road and down the steep embankment hundreds of feet below, the van rolls and rolls, windows break and things fly past ours heads as they move from the back of the van and out the front window, then it goes black. This is where Martin's dream always ends, however this time we wakes up in the van, Martin first, and looks over at me and I’m dead, then Zach appears at the driver door and says to Martin, “Damn you did a better job on the van than I did on the car”, and reaches in and pats Martin on the shoulder, saying “Welcome home dad”. Martin then turns to me as my energy body floats out of my physical body, Martin says I look in my late 20’s. Now here’s the crazy punchline; Martin is telling this story to me over coffee this morning and the point in the story where he was telling me how I floated over him and towards Zach, instead of saying it like that, he says “and then mum floats over dad!" It was Zach relaying the story through Martin’s body/voice. Martin and I stopped talking instantly when we realized what just happened. We laughed and all we could say now was WOW!