Dreaming of a friend I used to have

I dreamt last night about Amanda. We were smiling, laughing, joking. We were friends again. One of the hardest things about growing up is growing apart from people. I miss the friendship that we shared and I do realize that sometimes we have to just let go and continue to pray. Sometimes I wish my dreams were not so vivid. Maybe then moving past this bump in the road would be easier. This is the second dream I have had of her recently. I hope it is not a sign...but rather a coincidence.