It was 4 AM when my wife woke me up last night. I was screaming in my sleep.
I was having a dream that my best friend Jim, that died 9 years ago in a head on collision in Chester County was standing next to my bed.
In the dream Jim was looking at me and he looked sad. I was saying, "Jim, are you really not dead? Are you alive? Answer me!"
And I was reaching for him but he was an inch out of reach. I knew that if I could just touch him I would know that he was not dead.
When my wife woke me up I was in tears because I was so frustrated that I couldn't reach him.
So this morning when she mentioned the nightmare she said that in the night she didn't want to freak me out but reminded me that today is the anniversary of his death.
I still don't believe in ghosts or supernatural stuff but that is a strange coincidence.