My peace I leave you

 This morning I awoke about 6:40 from a peaceful dream about my papaw. In my dream, he had passed and we were attending a service in his remembrance. There were several men in suits against a wall with the family in another area at about a 90 degree angle from the men. After the service a man approached Papaw who was standing in a suit and said he was a good man. I believe it was probably Papaw's spirit because his body was in the casket. I then walked over to him and he embraced me. Next he reached his hands towards mine. I remember being a little reluctant because he was dead but we grasped hands. His hands were firm but chilly. He said "Nae, be happy" and then as we held hands he began to ascend upwards. While I know it was just a dream, his hands felt so real. When I awoke, I shed a few tears, as I felt I had been with him even for but a moment. Maybe, just maybe, the veil is thinner or closer than we realize, and so are our loved ones. After I awoken and thought about how real it all seemed, I pondered the possibility that maybe it was a tender mercy from my Heavenly Father and Papaw. Hastily, I tried to fall back asleep for a repeat or continuation but it did not happen. Nonetheless, I am thankful for the brief moment that I felt close to him again and the message whether in my head or not to encourage me to go on with life and love it.