i woke up with these thoughts in my head

today as i woke up and heard the sound of my dad downstairs. he has a very distinct cough, so does my brother. i laid in my warm covers with my cat at the foot of the bed and listened to my dad move about the house in which i once lived, and i felt safe and comfortable. there is nothing that gives the feeling of security as knowing your dad is near, even if he has a cough. just about the time i was thinking all these things, i realized none of this is real anymore.