White Socks & Summer time

This will be a short one but I like to share for my notes and to maybe help someone connect the dots on their own journey.

I woke up this morning with a vivid image of my Dad, my uncle (we call him the God father lol), and an old family friend sitting in my childhood backyard in the sun, beers in their hands, no shirts and these ridiculous white socks. It didn't much feel like a visitation but the angle I seen it from and the number of times I seen it clear as day I picked up what the team was putting down.

I do not like unplanned anything really but there are exceptions that sometimes need to be made. I packed up the troops and we headed out to see my uncle about an hour away.

We got there I said "hey I had this dream I don't think it was much but I thought of ya and we had some time so here we are"

By now my uncle - who does not openly admit that somethings can't be explained just completely accepts most things I share in ways he can receive. He gave me a look wanting to know a little more and I explained and then he pointed to his feet and said "You mean these socks" 🤣 it was a good laugh.

The next sentence he shared was "*his wife's name* and I are separating. On good terms. She's moving to the next state and I'm moving about 4 hours away. House closes in two weeks"

Way to drop that bomb lmao

I told him we are happy if they are and it sounds like new adventures but he is getting older so he should pick up a life alert just in case lol his next comment "if something happens you'll know before anyone else. I'm sure you'll have a dream or something before I even know I'm dead" We laughed and I just replied "it isn't me. I just listen and show up. I guess I can't explain it" and I point up towards the sky and winked.

Thanks for the heads up.

TLJ: Hugging my uncle and even if he won't say it out loud, he lets me share (in an indirect way) and I can see his eyes light up as he connects the dots for himself.