Nightmare: Night Two

I have been having some pretty vivid nightmares that past year or so.

Most frightening in the last couple of weeks. Finally decided I should start writing them down so I can remember them all, and somehow try to find a reason or meaning to way it's happening.  

Night of November 11, 2010.

(dream)

My entire family was flying commercially somewhere. My dad was to the left across the aisle a seat in front of me, sitting next to my mom. My little sister was next to me to the right, by the window. And my brother was directly across the aisle to the left of me. My dad was sleeping, and everyone else was trying to sleep. I hate flying commercially, so I was wide awake, anxious. Suddenly, the plane was headed straight for the ground, at 30,000 feet. Everyone was screaming. I could hear my brother cry out to God. My sister was hysterically crying. My dad had his eyes closed, and I couldn't see my mom. I whispered to my God to save my family, held my sisters hand and smiled, then told her "this isn't it, Blair."

It felt completely real. I remember thinking in the dream... "too bad this isn't like one of my dreams." I woke up with a new hold on my faith. This is probably the 10th nightmare I have had about dying in a aircraft. What does it mean?