My favorite dreams are when my mom is in them. I have had a number of them since she passed away almost 2 years ago. She always smiles at me and always is supportive of me. I remember one of the first ones. It was in my parents house and most of my family was there. I first saw her sitting in a chair talking to two of her sisters. She turned her head, looked at me and smiled. As I approached her she got up and came to me and hugged me. A year later I can still remember the feeling of her breath on my neck.