I finally dreamed of him and it wasn't what I expected

Yesterday marked 5 months since he left. I finally started dreaming again about a week ago. In the early days I wanted nothing more than to sleep and see him in my dreams but he never appeared. Nothing did. I wished for it so bad but it got to a point that I convinced myself my brain was protecting me so eventually I moved on.

Out of the blue, there he was and we were surfing of all things. We never went surfing or wanted to. In fact, he hated the beach even though we spent our honeymoon in the Caribbean. But I can still see it so vividly even a week later and there were a lot of our friends there too. He looked so good, like the man I made all my memories with, not the version the sickness turned him into. I could feel myself being pulled towards him like a magnet in my heart, just like it was in life.

I wasn't sad when I woke up and recalled the dream. It was more like it felt surreal. Like I expected some big profound revelation or something but no, it was just normal. I'm not sure what that means but I am glad it happened.