I had a LD once where I met my parents, both long gone. They appeared in the middle of the dream-bazaar I was browsing, even though I hadn't been thinking of them, and the schema I built had nothing to do with them. They appeared as they did when they met, over a decade before I was born. They held hands and were smiling broadly. We fell into a warm embrace for a moment, said nothing at all, and then, after my father lifted his hand from my shoulder, they faded away. I tried to resume my dream, but I was feeling so euphoric that I simply abandoned lucidity and woke later, with warmth in my heart.

It was a real "you had to be there" moment, which is why I didn't share it last year, and I make no claims that I met my actual dead parents. But for some reason I felt like sharing.