The other day i had a crazy and emotional dream. It was Thanksgiving and my mom told me to hold open the door for the guests. So i went out and held it. Fist my sister came in, then my brother, then grandmother. The last person was my dead uncle. He came up to me smiled and held out his hand. I grabbed it and didn't want to let go, but in an instant he shattered like glass and disappeared It felt so weird and i couldn't get over it. Was this a way of him trying to communicate with me or just a wild dream?