Last night, I had a dream about my late friend Katrina. She showed up -- we were standing in the galley part of an airliner (have no idea why) and she was happy and we were chatting. Then I said, "I thought you were dead." And she said, "Oh no, no I'm not dead." And I said, "Then where have you been?" and she didn't say anything and I said, "You are dead, and you have just come by to say hello to me." And she sort of hung her head and said, "Yes." But she really was happy, and I have had the experience of people who are dead coming to me in dreams. I don't think I'd dreamt of Katrina.
On Friday, I was deleting some old files and I came upon a photo file of her and decided to keep it.
Typically dreams leave me as soon as I wake up, but this one has stayed with me all day.