My cat who died last year came to me in a dream last night.

It was so amazing I got to spend time with her and pet her and love on her. I've been missing her so bad. I found myself in a house that I used to live in and she appeared out of nowhere. I'm just wondering if it was my own subconscious creating this experience or if she really did visit me from the beyond. Either way it was great and something I will always remember. Her last moments in the physical didn't go as I had wanted them too. She wanted to hide under my bed and I didn't let her because I was so consumed with trying to keep her alive. This has made me feel guilty for the longest time. Where she's buried in my back yard I noticed some purple wild flowers had popped up right next to her grave last week. The only flowers in the whole area.