Last night I had a vivid dream that my husband walked into the room, and he told me that his passing was just a horrible nightmare and hadn't really happened. I said "but we buried you." and he answered that this was just part of the nightmare and everything was okay and then he hugged me. When I woke, I was confused for a moment and thought that maybe his death really was a nightmare and the dream was real and he was here. Of course he wasn't and the dream was a dream and the nightmare of his passing was my reality.