That was an interesting dream

President Obama was at some end-of-presidency event, maybe a post-presidential one. I was there with my dad, who eventually kissed him, not in a gay way, but a Middle Eastern greeting way. Then, my mom popped in the picture and I introduced her to Obama. (Both parents died before he became president, compounding the unreality.) Then my sis came in. Not sure at all where this dream sequence came from.