I don't know if this is the best place to talk about this, but I don't know where else to explain it. February 7th my uncle began sedation after battling cancer for a year, it was in the middle of the night and nobody told me, I didn't even know that he was in hospice. That same night I had the most vivid dream I've ever had, I was in a really long hallway, with white walls and no decorations. I walked slowly down the hallway and got inside the only door that was there, my uncle was sitting in a bed with white bedding, I sat with him and he started talking to me. He told me that he was dying, that he wouldn't be able to say goodbye to me, he apologized for leaving my aunt alone and not being able to fulfill the promises he made to me. He died a day after that, ever since he died, I've kept getting dreams where he talks to me or just hugs me.