I know this wasn't a dream but last week on the way to work I looked over to the passenger side of the car and I saw my husband's left arm, I knew it was him because he was tanned, warm and hairy and he had his watch on.  He put his hand on my leg and I felt safe and warm all over, it followed me for the remainder of the day, Randy died last Memorial Day of a massive MI, very suddenly at 4 am, at the age of 44, almost exactly 1 year ago.  What's going on? Am I losing my mind or what?