Yeah..Shortly after my dad died I kept having dreams about him. In the first one, I was walking randomly around the house and I heard the TV on in the den. I went in and my dad was sitting on the couch with his best friend Jim, watching a Mariners game and eating huge versions of Altoids sour tangerine flavored candies (He liked those ^-^;; ) and looking healthy as ever. He said 'I was actually asleep. I walked home from the funeral home.' and smled. Then I woke up, very, very disappointed.
I also had on where he was hugging me before I went to bed like he always used to, and it seemed so real, the smell of his aftershave and his warmth..I was even crying in the dream. I didn't say anything, and neither did he, then I woke up.
I had another one (yes another one. Sit down, I'm not done yet! XD) where my mom and I got picked up by a taxi driver that sounded and looked just like my dad. My mom said it wasn't him, and I cried, then woke up. Yeah, sad stuff.