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The worst possible things can and will happen at the worst possible time.
Dreams are messages, of what has happened, what will happen, or your desires.

8:30 A.M. My dad died.

On Sunday he had a stroke, so he was unable to move, or speak.
Last night I had a dream that he was able to talk again. He said "Good job son, I love you" and he died in my dream. I woke up the next morning to my mom and my dad's best friend entering my room. My mom told me dad had died, and we went downstairs. It was true. I sat there hoping it wasnt real, that it was a death-like appearance, and that it wasn't true, but sadly it was. My role model, the man who taught me most of what I knew, and most importantly, my father, had died.

We dont know what he died of, it was probably the brain tumor he had, but we cant be certain. He smoked for a long time, and he got lung cancer, and then lung-to-brain cancer. He got a brain tumor, it was removed, but he got another one. And it ruined him, he used to be healthy and strong, he lost all of his weight and dropped to 115 lb. He lost the ability to stand on his own, he lost his voice, he became a shell of the man he used to be. He outlived most of the doctors' predictions, but the last one caught up to him. And he was taken from this world.

And so. I urge you, to build happy memories with people you love, so you can look back and remember what they were like, and all the good times.

A final word: Dont smoke, not only for your own health, but for your family, no one should be taken from this world by a mistake they made.