My father (80) died in January of 2015. A few days after his passing, he visited me in a dream. Although I was asleep, it was no dream. He visited me. In all my life I have never experienced anything like it before or since. In my deep sleep, it's as if I felt my mind being opened and with a "woosh" I was teleported to my parent's home. I was totally lucid and there in front of me was my father. He had a big smile on his face and I was overjoyed and we hugged. He told me that he died of a stroke but that he was ok. And then it was over. I slipped back into unconsciousness and, upon waking, I went to my parent's home to tell my grieving, widowed, mother of what happened. As I said, it was no dream.