Visit from beyond

As the night turned to a new day and April 19th became April 20th Mike and I were awakened by the sudden illumination of our bedroom. The lamp on his nightstand suddenly turned on. This has never happened before but sure as I am writing this post, that light was suddenly lit. We looked at each other with the weary stare of two disrupted sleepers. "Did you turn the light on" we simultaneously asked each other. "No". Okay, this is weird.
Holding onto his c-pap, Mike reached over and turned off the light. I could soon hear the rhythm of his return to slumber. I, on the other hand, lay awake thinking - thinking about nothing and then thinking about something.
Thinking that it was the anniversary of my dad's death. April 20, 2004 - six years ago - Ambrose Mongin took his last breath. I was with him in the moment of his passing - a moment to share in another post on another day.
So, knowing how much dad loved to visit our home when he was still alive and remembering several "odd" occurrences in our home immediately after he died, I had to wonder if he was just letting us know that he still illuminates our life.
He is here even now, forever watching over us. Dad always called me his "#1 daughter" sure I was the first, but I always figured there was a deeper meaning to that title. We had a special connection dad & I.
Thanks for the visit dad. I miss you. I love you. Forever your #1 daughter....