6 months later and i still cant get my head around cancer taking my mum. I miss her so incredibly much and the pain in my chest is getting worse instead of better. I had the weirdest dream last night, mum had died just the way she had with us next to her, we held the funeral exactly the way we did on the day, i collected her ashes and brought them home. Then suddenly she was just sat in the pub alive and well, i gave her the biggest hug and we sat and had a drink and talked like old times before all the illness. I woke utterly broken hearted 
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I expect weird dreams are part of the grieving process. I certainly have been having some . X
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