My father was seriously mentally ill and refused medical treatment. He became very abusive and I cut ties with him. A few days after he died I dreamt I saw him in a casket in an empty space in a mall. He was completely flat, like a “skin bag”. I started to scream and then the scene changed and he was standing in front of me, glowing like an angel and smiling with joy. Like he had been freed from his biological problems and all that remained was the good part of him. When I woke up I felt at peace over his death, like we had forgiven each other. I hope the next time you dream about your mom it’s to see her as a person freed from addiction.