Dreams Can Be Nightmares.

Last night I had a vivid dream about my mom, my brother, and my dad, all of whom are deceased. We were in my dad's house, mom was in her bedroom, Joe in the living room, and dad was sitting at the kitchen table. I only talked with my dad, and he answered me. I was helping pick out two sets of clothes for him to wear to a friend's visitation and funeral. I picked out the red/orange leisure suit, and he agreed that would be fine. Now I don't go in for dream interpretations, but it gives me the willies to be talking with the departed. Does that mean I miss them? I long to be with them? I am dying soon? Too much stress? Don't answer that.