I dreamed 3 weeks after my grandmother died. In my dream I was at a house it was a red house with a white screen door. My grandmother was laying on a bed. I remember her smiling she seemed happy. There was a young boy who I never met maybe between 8 and 12 years old setting in a green chair. She seemed to talk to him. I remember she said nana 3 times I always called her gramma. The she started to say goodbye and name people names. She looked at me and I said Im sorry I love you. She them seemed to pass away. I walked out of the house where I was my aunt was sitting in a lawn chair on the porch I was crying and said she is gone. She looked at me and said I know its ok. Now we need to call family. I started to call myself but it didnt seem like it was me I was ignoring the phone. Then I remember going to the funeral home and seeing her in the casket. I then woke up.