Well, I finally had a dream of him.
I was at my grandmothers and she needed to be taken out of the house (she has passed many years ago). My bil pick her up and put her in the car and took off with my sister. I got into another car, this car was driven by no one, and In the car I called my sister. I was telling her how the old H would have took charge and put grandmother in the car like her H did. And how the car was being driven by no one at 80 mph and weaving between cars to get me to where I need to go, which end up at the hospital. I wasn't scared at all, though it was cool. I get to the hospital and his there talking to my sister and her H, I was upset, I did not want them to be his friends. When he left, I told them that, and when to find him to tell him, my sister is off limits. I saw him at a door to the outside and made a gester that I wanted to speak to him, he when outside. I followed and he disappeared. He was fat, in my dream and I though how could not find such a fat guy.
That night, I ask God to tell me if he was every coming home. And I think he said No. He is driving the car and will take me where I need to go, but my H has vanished. I love the fat part through.
Any other takes on this dream, I'd love to hear.