Last night I had a dream that Bruce was alive.Its the second time I've had this dream.I'm not really sure where he has been the last six mths.and he doesnt know either.I dont know if he's in a coma or what but he just comes home one day.I am so excited to see him and can't wait to tell everybody that he's back,but nobody is home when I call them with the news.I tell Bruce about everything that I have been through the last six mths.He just listens,he feels bad for putting me through such pain.I know he is going to make it all better,he doesnt know where he has been.We wonder who was cremated,we look through all the sympathy cards to figure out who we need to repay for their genorosity.We talk about him going to his DR.to make sure he is ok,because something did happen to him the day I thought he died.I worry now more than ever about his health.I keep looking through my address book to call everbody,anybody to tell them Bruce is home but nobody is home to recieve the call,Then I wake up.It's so confusing,Because at first I believe its true.Thats the second time I dreamt he came home to stay.I have had 2 other dreams but these dreams he wasnt home to stay. He came walking in the room and I had to tell him that he had died.He wasn't sure that this heart attack had killed him and I had to tell him it did.And that he had to go to heaven now.He was so easy going about it and just got up and left,I was too and just felt that I was to tell him to go to heaven.After he left I was freaking out and going through my address book to call everybody to let them know that I just saw Bruce,and again nobody was home.This is so strange to me.