I saw my father standing outside a doorway on my left. He is younger, fatter, and heavily bearded. Like he was when he was younger and always working after he left my mother. He stands in the door and watches my mother walk away from him to the right to place a white blanket over herself completely covering herself to go to sleep. The dream quiets and then the scene changes.
Next I see my Dad again, but he forces his way into room I am in and he says "No way, that's my bro job." He eyelids look heavy from burdened kidneys.