I was dreaming about death.. not sure on the details but something about cremation vs burial and my nanna appeared in front of me, but it was dark and she was  slightly distant)  lying down like in really comfy chair, feet up,  with me at her feet and a blanket over her to keep her warm. she said that grandad had been gruesome ( not sure if she actually used that word or if I just knew that was what she meant) about the details .. when he was dying in the hospital he asked what happened to the body like he wanted to know the medical details rather than the spiritual ones. Then she told me that he donated his organs... I remember smiling and her face lit up. the whole room lit up and I told her I thought that was wonderful. she smiled and I woke up.

 

My grandad died of cancer after a three week hospital stay. he would not have been able to donate anything since his body was riddled with cancer.

 

It was still a nice dream. Always nice to hear from Nanna