I had a wonderful dream about my parents last night (who have both passed on). Such a simple dream, but I am always happy to see my parents in dreams. The kids were jumping all over the beds, and my parents were having a great time visiting with them. After they left, I discovered a beautiful, blue shirt that my father had left behind. I was sorry for him, that he had forgotten to take it with him. But I was happy to have something of his remain.