In my dream we talked a lot, which was not something we did while he was here. We exchanged salutations regularly, but rarely ever had any spoken conversation. We talked about his wife Jena and how she knew me, and about his baby that Jena has nicknamed Pebble. He asked me if it was a boy or girl and I said judging from the nick name, I thought it was a girl, although pebbles are little rocks ... to this he smiled so big he crinkled his nose and scrunched his eyes nearly shut. Smiles weren't something Rocky spent a lot on me.

The Rocky I remember was reserved and serious, except when he was talking about God's awesomeness and how HE worked in his life - he really didn't smile a whole lot then either, but his eyes gave away the excitement of the promise he wanted to share with everyone.
In May it will be a year since my uncle passed away. I wrote a blog then about how I knew he was perfect again and no longer suffering because he came in my dreams that same night and smiled at me. I still clearly remember what he was wearing.
I'm guessing this is probably much the same thing? My subconscious is letting me know Rocky is perfect in the presence of our Lord. He's able to have lengthy, comprehensive conversations and he's excited about his child. Like I said before, I'm confident Rocky is double-fisted stoked to be with Jesus. I wonder if they chat over coffee?
