my father passed away two years ago and i often see him in my dreams. Last night u saw him dying again. Before that i was waiting for him in the steet to bring me with him, he was driving a luxurious car but he didt pay attention on me, did not even look at me and left me standing in the street. His face looked like he was ill and i was crying for his apathy toward me. Than i went to our old house where we lived years ago knowing he was waiting for me there. i went to sleep , father was sleeping in another room. when my mother came from work in the morning she told me that father was passed away. No crying, no mourning. i woke up and went to fathers room he was cold and i looked at his face for a long time.