I have had a few dreams, the last one he was calling my cell phone, he told me he was "ok but couldn't come back" . It really makes you think.

I have what they call the writer dreams. You dream a story and sometimes when I can't remember them they come true. Kinda of like djvu. I haven't dreamed much since my husband past this past Nov. I've had a few lately, one was David in a room with men in black suits surrounded with computers and a large TV screen he could see me crying in our bed an he screamed at the screen, I'M ALIVE! He yelled at the people to let him go. He was forced to sit in a chair. One man I didn't see his face stated 'They all think you're dead and you have a mission to complete.' I woke up freaking out, strange thing was I was at my GF's house that morning. Another dream I had woke up to him calling my name and saying he wasn't dead, find him! Two days later, someone hacked his FB account and started sending out add requests to friends and family. It was this last Saturday the 19th. It was the one month anniversary of his viewing. Sent me through a tailspin. I wanted blood that night - not so much because of he pain and tears I was shedding constantly - but because of the pain and anguish he was causing his family and friends

Not long after my partner Mike died I had a dream where he came through some doors into the hallway and rushed by me and said lets just leave it at that. I wanted to respond but he rushed down the hallway and left me standing. I was in a tailspin for a few days after that. It was so real! Im not sure if he was telling me to move on or if I was having a weird dream from something I ate the night before. I feel sad just thinking about this dream.

I'm not a real believer when it comes things I believe that when people die they are gone, I like to think there is a place for them but with no proof I'm left believing what I believe. I've had a few dreams that question my beliefs. The first time I dreamed about him after he passed was the night of his funeral. It was so vivid and I really believe it was him. In the dream I was standing in the kitchen when he walked in through the door I ran to him and knocked him over and we laid on the floor side by side holding on to each other. He told he was still alive and that he wasn't going anywhere. We got up and I started telling everyone he was alive and his family was so mad at him. It was so good to see him, hear his voice, and feel his touch after losing him so soon but when I woke up all that I remembered his voice his face and his touch was gone.
The second time I dreamed of him was in September, I was in a really dark place for about a week and one night I went to sleep and I dreamed that I was pacing around the house waiting for him to come home I was worried and finally his car backed into his space and he came into the house I was crying and he held me with tears in his eyes and just kept saying "I'm here, I'm here" I'm pretty sure it was him. I don't know but in my gut in these two dreams it was him trying to talk to me.
I've had a few dreams about him since then but they aren't the same they feel different and I notice things that are different about him in each of those dreams he has some logically explanation on why he's still alive. I know these aren't him but I've learned to take those dreams as ways to see him again or hear him again and I've learned to look forward to them because I don't get them very often. - Allie