All the dreams seem to involve her moving, or an apartment. This metaphor is easy to grasp. But it seems every night there is a moving dream. Maybe she is unsettled. Maybe it is just me being unsettled with her nowhereness.
Last night, my father was alive and he had moved all his tools into my guest bathroom here at the farm. They were neatly arranged on the walls, all over the bathroom. In the dream I was thinking, "Oh, why did he do this, it's my bathroom...."
There were some b/w photos of my mother he had there too, and one I can see very clearly as I write this - she was about fifty, she was looking up at the sky smiling. I thought in the dream, "Oh, how sad, he misses her."
I awoke and wondered if my father is nowhere too. He appeared to be agnostic, I don't know. I don't know what my mother felt either. We never discussed it. Maybe when you die you go to a place that is in allignment with your beliefs. So if you are agnostic, you float around looking for the right realm. I don't think you always end up with your human mate.
But nobody knows, so we are left with metaphors in dreams.