I saw my father in my reflection.

Last Friday night as I got off a lengthy 5 and a half hour flight from Philadelphia to Los Angeles, I headed straight to the bathroom.  As I was washing my hands, I looked up into the mirror and saw a glimpse of my father in my reflection.  I looked down and right back up again and he was gone!  It was really crazy feeling, yet intriguing.  Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me.

I have a strange feeling that my dad is watching me, protecting me and bringing me good fortune.  Somehow, in the spiritual world, he is making things happen for me.  I feel it.  Do you feel the same feeling?