Dream post (vent kinda? Idk)

I saw my aunt who passed away a few years ago in a dream I was having.

It was the strangest thing. She was just sitting there, all done up sitting at the dinner table in this pretty dress, that smile I'd recognize from anywhere on her face. My family was sitting beside her, talking amongst themselves like it wasn't a miracle that she was alive and speaking. 

And it's not like the dream was even focused on her. She just happened to be there like she always was when she was alive. I don't think my family in the dream remembered that she had passed away. It was only me. I remember walking up to the table and just stopping and staring when I saw her. Of course, I would remember that she shouldn't have been there. I felt a heavy sadness when I saw her, because I knew it wasn't right. I turned away from the table and went down the hall (still in the dream) and cried to myself.

I didn't get to speak with her, not that I think I really wanted to have. I feel like if I went up to her and spoke to her again for the first time in years, it only would've made waking up in the morning without her that much more painful. At the same time, I wish I could've gotten to hear her voice again. Even if it's through the haziness of my dreams. Just one more time.

I miss her.