I don't know if it was a dream or a visitation. A few nights after my daughter passed over. I dreamed that I was sitting in a field, felt a hand on my shoulder, turned and Sandra was there. She said "I didn't want to go, but I had to, and I didn't like seeling myself in that mirror" I knew what mirror she meant, because before she went into hospital, she used to lay on the settee and could see herself in a mirror over her fire surround. I asked her if she would come again, she said she would try to. I have dreamed of her since, but seems just ordinary dreams.
I sometimes smell her perfume and sense that she is in the room. Her house was sold after she died so perhaps she can't go back there and comes to me instead.
Sorry for rambling, I hope that makes sense to you
love
Sheila