A Cryptic Message

I walked into a kitchen. Sitting on the other side of the dining room table was my mother and to her left my grandmother; on her right end my grandfather and to his right my cousin. Next to my cousin was a chair pulled out and reserved for me. I sat and wondered why everyone was silent. They had somber looks on their faces as if something was troubling them. Then I realized that that they were all deceased so it must be a dream. If I had it to do over again, I'd had stayed in the dream and tried to communicate. As it was; for some reason, I just wanted out of the dream. I made myself wake up and as my eyes were opening I heard my mothers voice yell out the nickname only she used for me and said in a loud crystal clear voice "that woman is no good for you".