Do you ever have dreams of lost loved ones?

[Rmay635703]

I have had dreams where my father is still living but it’s not surprising just everyday things happening, during the dream I don’t realize he is gone.

On the other hand, The repeating dreams I’ve had many years ago over many years were moderately detailed and in parts pertaining to driving to my first jobs city, getting a place to sleep, local stores and places I went in that town, being at work, and the last dream I stopped at an old fashioned meat market, left the car idle to pick up something, someone steals my car as I walk in, go out to chase after it then just goes black dream ends.

I had this set of dreams both before and during my first job.

In the dreams there were a lot of specific things that happened and specific places (I could draw a roadmap of portions of that place) but none of it matched in any way to my real life, at the time I had a green Buick Lesabre and in the dream I just assumed it was my Buick I was driving but when I really focused it was green but 2 door and a far older design than the 98 I was driving. Everything was off with a 1960’s/70’s vibe even though during the dream it felt like present day.

I had the dreams dozens of times spread Periodically over many years

 

[k1xv]

I have had dreams of friends who have died suddenly who came back in a dream to say goodbye.

I still remember one dream from over 40 years ago. I had a best friend who died at 35 as a suicide. He kept many secrets that I never found out about until after he died. I guess I never really knew him. In this dream, we spent a day together doing the things we did together. Then, at the end of the day, he said he had to go back, and goodbye forever. I asked him why did he kill himself. He said it was a big mistake on his part, but there was nothing that could be done about it now. And he was gone.

And I never dreamed of him again.

 

[fat biker]

My wife of 42 years passed, November 2023.
Her health had deteriorated for several years, when she could no longer stand the nursing home, she checked herself out and returned home.
IIRC, it was the second day. I woke up, I swear I heard her calling me from the living room. Not, what is that? I HEARD HER VOICE!
Happened a few more times.
My cousin, who lost her husband, told me par for the course.
Now it gets really weird.
About two months ago, several nights, I could feel her, cuddled up to me in bed.

I cannot explain it, still very real.
Life sure is strange!