Last night I had another dream of Dad, this has happened a few times since July. I dream alternative deaths. This time he and Mom were visiting us somewhere and on a tour up a canyon. In the bus to get there he wasn’t feeling well, then when we arrived and started walking up the canyon he would stop to catch his breathe on a rock and he would fade away, completely disappearing for a moment then reappear and continue the hike. The last time he disappeared he didn’t come back before I woke up.