I'm going to explain the dream. So basically I got a call and my Uncle on my Dad's side told me that my Dad passed away from a heart attack. I didn't cry, I was just shocked. So when I ask how he had a heart attack my Uncle just says, "He was just so mad". Then I say to my Uncle, "My condolences", My uncle says "No MY condolences" and I say "No I think it's my condolences. Basically I was saying that he's going to be grieving harder than I am. After that I went to a bar and this lady I would say she was in her 50s, she was the hostess I think asked me "How can I help you?" I say, "well my dad just died" but it was in like a sarcastic joking way but it wasn't in a hysterical laughing way it was more bitter sweet, y'know?? And she said "yes keep making those jokes" in an encouraging way. Then she sits me down and I order a pina colada and the seats in the restaurant are individual seats with iPads attached to them. I get my pina colada that was the size of my head and then I woke up.... And what I got from that dream was that I think the hate in my heart for my dad has overpowered the love, I could NEVER grieve my Father because I don't love him. Did I mention sometimes my dreams come true??? Anyways that's it