posted on Jun, 8 2004 @ 09:11 PM
I've heard stories of the dead telling their loved ones of their passing and/or that they're happy of where they're at.
Reminds me of a dream I had, a year ago, like last summer. Unlike most my other dreams, I really remember it vividly. As if it really happened.
I'll try and summarize it...
Well, I was at the mall, with my grandpa. We were talking and such. Every so often I'd see people from school pass, some friends, others weren't. It
felt very real, like it happened. Then we went to some toy store, and were looking at stuff for my little cousins, and joking around. Also seeing
people I know in real life. Then I woke up, and I realized, my grandpa's been dead since 1998, when I was 10.
It creeped the crapout of me, it felt like we were really chilling. A little background, when my grandfather passed away, he was pretty much my best
friend at that time.
Very werid but comforting, much like your dream...