A Bruno Dream

I dreamed about Bruno last night I was going to pick up his ashes... only he wasn't ashes he was a very pretty glass and etched in the glass were some of his memories they were one memory each of him with us individually and the really cool thing was if you moved the glass you would see a different memory ...and I kept asking the funeral lady why everybody didn't get these and how happy I was that I got the glass thing instead of just ashes...
The funeral lady who in my dream happens to be a family friend (Joan) was taking me home and we were following her mother and there was a tree fallen in the road, on a corner and past the corner the road was washed out and her mother was being helped out of the water by Rod, his truck had went under farther ahead ...Mindi and Andrew were toddlers and Rylan wasn't with me although his memory was eched into the glass with Bruno, which by this point had become smaller pieces so I could share them with people..... I was trying to figure out how to take the glass pieces and the kids and get us to the helicopter that was landing to rescue us then I woke up