The Night Before My Birthday, My Late Father Came to Me in a Dream and Said, “Don’t Wear the Green Dress.” The Next Morning, I Saw It — and Realized He’d Been Right to Warn Me.

it was already past midnight—was my fiftieth birthday. My daughter Nicole and her family would be driving in from Atlanta. Friends would gather. We had a table reserved at the Magnolia Grill, the nicest restaurant in town. Of course I was overwrought and anxious. That’s why I had dreamt such foolishness.

But why specifically about the dress?

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