Hello, I'm a 65 year old single man, now living in a house alone, a few months ago I lost my only sibling, my beloved sister Barbara, since then I've had about half a dozen dreams at night she's still alive, we're on holiday, having a meal, etc; etc; then I wake in the morning and reality kicks in, the dreams play on my mind all day, has anyone else had similar dreams, and how did you deal with them ?.......cheers
7.30 pm and still sat in the garden
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