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.

detail of the celebration, making sure everything would be absolutely perfect.

I returned to the bedroom where Mark still slept undisturbed. I looked at his face in the dim pre-dawn light filtering through the curtains—those familiar features I had woken up beside for two decades, the gray starting to show at his temples, the fine wrinkles at the corners continue reading …