My grandpa passed away just over 3 years ago, he was only 72 years old but he had COPD and had caught pneumonia that he just couldn’t get rid of. I was really close with my grandpa growing up. I spent tons of time with him as a little girl and I was his entire world. I remember feeling really sad when I heard about his death but I also pushed my feelings aside shortly after and didn’t really go through a grief phase. I thought it was weird, I was so sad that he had died but I wasn’t feeling sad like I should be. Well the other night I had a dream, I dreamed that he was sitting on my couch smiling at me, in my dream I knew that he was dead but I just sat there staring at him holding back tears. Then he said “it’s okay sweetheart, everything is going to be okay” then he gave me a hug and I woke up. He always called me sweetheart, all my life he’s called me his sweetheart. I’ve been an emotional wreck since that dream which is crazy. I miss him more now than I did when he died.

That dream really got to me.