When I was 2 or 3 my grandpa Ralph died of cancer. The night he died he came on the edge of my bed and talked to me. I used to see him in my dreams until I was old enough to get the meaning of "death" and could not be upset about it. I love him. He once came into a dream of mine when I was seven. The same time I was in my first depression. He didn't have angel wings in the dreams, but he had sweatpants and a giants t-shirt, he used to always where it around the house.
My mom once visited a medium, she talked for my grandpa so mom could know what he was saying. She knew all about me from what he said. He really DID visit me in my dreams, it wasn't a wish. I'd love to ask him what heaven is like. I really would. I've had other people in my dreams too. In fact I ever saw this website I remembered it was called physic something. When I googled it there it was! I really, really, really, really, want to know what heaven looks like, THE EASY WAY, not the hard way. I have a theory for physic abilities in sleep. The average human uses 10% of their brain, but a physic will work for more percent. While sleeping a sense is eliminated. So your six sense comes. Very incredible. By now you may think I only see the future in my sleep. I don't, I can see the future awake (if I could control it I would see the winning lottery numbers lol). At least there still helpful and awesome. I've seen odd things my entire life. I knew I was different. Now I know for a fact, I'm not normal and never will be.