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.

in clean clothes, grabbed my car keys, and rushed out of the house.

During the twenty-minute drive to the hospital, I tried desperately not to think about what was happening. I turned on the radio to drown out the voices in my head, but the music felt jarring and inappropriate, so I turned it off again almost immediately. I drove in silence, watching continue reading …