When I was little maybe 5 or 6 I would have this reoccurring dream.
I would always wake up crying to it. I must have had it at least four times over a two year span of time.

It started with me and my mom standing on a hill, my mom was wearing a wedding dress. there was nobody else around. then I would leave her and go get a drink of water, when I returned to the hill she was dead and burried under me.

at that point I'd wake up in tears.