I had a dream last night that my mum woke up (she died on 9th sept). It was lovely. I was able to hug her, and put right a few things. I was able to let her die again - but this time peacefully, in my arms, at her home, without the hell of her gasping and in pain in the hospital. It was such a realistic dream. I wish it had been true. I think maybe my mind's way of trying to make peace and provide a better ending for her