So, it's just before 7am. I woke up from on of the most realisitic and terrifying dreams I've ever had, and can't seem to shake it! Maybe if I write about it, it'll go away, or maybe my friends can help sooth my fears. Anyway, in my dream, my daughter Katy, who is really leaving for a month-long job related trip to Germany, has left on her plane trip. Everything was good for a week, until I get a knock on my door. There are some official looking guys there in black suits, one in military dress uniform from the Air Force, and a chaplain. They come into the house, and proceed to tell me that my Katy was dead. They said that there was some kind of incident, they wouldn't go into details - Classified, you know - but that she was dead, and they needed me to come to Germany to give a positive ID on the body. She was there with friends, but they said they needed a family member. Oh also for some reason, I was home alone. They said I had to leave right away, I didn't have time to grab anything, other than my purse. I told them I didn't have a passport. They said that was already taken care of, except for a picture, which they would do on the base. I felt like I was in a dream, really numb. Then we get to the base, take my picture, hustle me onto a plane, and off we went. I was worried that I didn't have time to grab my medications, but they had everything I needed on the plane. It was surreal. It was like they knew everything that I liked, and had it there for me, even down to comfort food, my favorite kind of blanket, so I could sleep - yeah right!. So after many hours of flying, with me yelling, then crying, then just sitting huddled in my chair, since they would tell me nothing - we arrive at a military airbase. I am loaded into a car, and then driven for another 3 hours, to some place, where they tell me Katy is. At least they didn't say her body. Anyway, we get there, and I finally see my baby girl. She's dead, and they said that she was murdered by some psycho military dude, who was now in custody, but that's all they would tell me. They said they would pay for everything, the burial, getting her home, and a settlement - I read hush money to keep it quiet - and that I would never have to worry about anything, how sorry they were, would I please sign these papers. All while I stand there over my dead daughter's body. Then I woke up. My chest still hurts, and I want to cry. Now, keep in mind that my daughter has NOTHING to do with the military at all. She is an employee for a computer gaming company called Carbine Studios, and has never been in the military. I don't understand the dream, I just know that I have the overwhelming need to call her. But the last time I did that, she told me I was being stupid, she was fine, and it was just a dream. My brain knows this, but my heart doesn't seem to understand that she's fine, and I keep catching myself mourning for her. I don't get it! I and just want it to go away! I need someone to hug me and tell me it's ok, but there's no one to do it. Everyone I live with tell me it's stupid to get this upset over a stupid dream, so I'm not even telling them this time. I'm hoping that by doing this, it will help me to get it out of my mind, and I will be able to put it behind me. Oh, and my daughter leaves for Germany next week, which makes it even harder to put behind me. I know she won't be alone, but I'm still worried. How do I stop worrying, and let things go? I can't seem to do this, and I've never been this bad before. Someone please tell me what to do, and that she'll be fine!?