This is the third time.. There she is...standing in the doorway of my bedroom. The bathrrom light outlines her sillouette, as she stands there looking at me lying in my bed. I cover my eyes with the blankets but can feel her presence burning through the covers. It's Vort's Grandma.

I woke him up last night, telling him I could not sleep. He acknowleged with a quick grope and then rolled over, going back to his usuall snoring.

I mentioned to his mom that I had a dream of her mother. I used the word "dream" as I did not want her to know that for the most part that it was more of a real visit than just a dream. She thought it was strange that I dreampt of her on the year anniversary of her death.

*gasp*....It's been a year already? So why am I dreaming of her.

Is it even a dream? The following nights I dreampt I was planning someone's funeral....Never knew who's funeral it was, I just remember doing all the details of the planning.

Anyone care to dig into this?