I had a dream a few months ago about my maternal Nana. She died in the early 90s and I often miss her.
Well, I was on an elevated train platform over my Nana's old house and street, getting off a train. There is a train line behind her old house but not that high or close in real life .The platform was very high and had a long stairway going down to the street. I saw my Nana, halfway down the stairway, falling over and struggling. I rushed down to take her arm and help her up. When I helped her up she just smiled at me and radiated love toward me for a while. No words but I felt loved. I just don't get the falling down part.