Last night, and rarely I dream of my wife, but I do. But in my dreams, I have the woman that I fell in love with. And my dreams, which I think are real at the time, are very beautiful. For the last 2 years when I have these dreams, I kiss her and cry. She asks why I'm crying, and I tell her I'm crying because I may wake up and none of this will be real. I explain that I think this may be a dream, that she may not be real. She smiles, hugs me, assures me she's real. This is where I usually start waking up. I used to wake up in bed feeling behind me to see if she's in bed with me, look for her, and then feel my heart skip and drop. Now I just wake up, eyes closed, and realize it was all a dream. I feel a little down but not as bad.