Goodbyes

Had a bad dream about Uncle Clint (in law, but my dad's best friend, so I've known him since I was a little kid and always thought of him as an uncle). He was dying and we were all kind of saying our goodbyes. Seems like we were on Dad's property and I was moving some stuff around so it'd be easier to move him around (outside kind of by pond road). I stopped husband's mom and asked her an update and she told me he's still alive but people were saying their goodbyes etc, so I asked my sister if she was going to and she said she didn't want to, but I did. I wanted to make sure everyone got a turn though that mattered so I kept waiting. Woke up.