EDIT--I posted the price of chicken post accidentally. tomorrow....
As I sat here Wednesday, waiting on Tommy to go back out again, I used my laptop. With the laptop on my lap, I sort of dozed off. I could hear the TV and what was going on, so was I asleep?
All of a sudden there appeared before me, my mother. She was dressed as I would recognize her, had a hairdo I recognized, and was speaking to me. Startled, I completely opened my half-shut eyes and lost her. Tears came. I wanted her to come back to me. Even now, as I type, tears are flowing. (All this was before I had heard Anne's mother had died. Otherwise, I would say her story triggered this.)
I hear about people talking about dreaming of or seeing their dead mother. I always wondered why I did not, not even once since she died in the early 90s. For years I have thought about her daily, wondered about things, wanted to talk with her. But, you know that is not possible with the dead. Or, maybe you believe differently.
Mother's day coming on Sunday was also not a catalyst for the vision. I have to call it a vision because she was "in" this room, right in front of me. I am not assigning a mystical meaning. She gestured like I knew; she talked to me; she was my mother just like she always was.
However, she was not my mother with cancer. She was younger and had very blond hair, not grayish and falling out like before her death. So, I imagine she was about 55. I was a young woman with three small children when she was that age.
I do not believe it is possible to will her back as a vision for me. So, I am left with one brief memory. It was the most wonderful thing that has happened to me since she died.
Do you ever dream of your mother? Have you had a vision of her before you?
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My husband died in 1995, at the age of 41 from cancer. I had 4 children and the youngest turned 5 that week. (I am crying now remembering). I have only had a few dreams that he was in but one time when I fell back to sleep early in the morning (you know how you can have such vivid dreams then ) in that dream? he just walked down the hall into our bedroom and I said is that really you?, taking big deep breaths and I remember it smelled just like him and we talked a few minutes and he said he was sorry but he had to go. It was so real, it was like I just felt him. This was probably about five years ago and it was amazing. I wish it would happen again.
ReplyDeleteI cried as I read what you wrote. The time she was here was not a dream. I have never dreamed about her, and I don't know why. She has never been in a dream, either. What you relate is amazing! I wish my mother would come again. She was talking to me, telling me something. Maybe your husband will come back, too. Thanks.
DeleteI've not really dreamed of my mother, but have had dreams with my mother in them. Same with other people I have lost. They just come, and seems so normal.
ReplyDeleteSAM,
DeleteNone of my relatives who died, like my mother and brother, have ever been even in a dream. It seems not so normal that I don't. Thanks for sharing.
I have dreamt of relatives. One of the most vivid was after we lost our son Travis. He was stillborn at 20 weeks. A couple days after we lost him, I had the most vivid dream of Travis playing soccer with my grandfather (whom I was his first grandchild) and my Grandpa telling me that Travis was with him and my Grandma and that everything was okay and that I needed to be strong for Rebecca. My Grandfather died when I was in 4th grade from a rare form of liver cance. Even typing it out I am getting chills.
ReplyDeleteRachel,
DeleteGives me tears reading it. I had a miscarriage early on, and have never dreamed of the baby. I see you have been strong.
When my grandfather passed away, my grandmother said that he would visit her at night and would sit in his chair for a few minutes. She told him after a few nights of him visiting her that she was fine and he could go now. She never saw him again.
ReplyDeleteAlice,
DeleteThat is amazing. Maybe my mother will come again.
My grandmother had a dream about her husband riding on a horse with their 2 year old daughter on it. They were going into a pond and went underwater and when the horse came back up only my grandfather was on it. The 2 year old died after that, so my grandmother had a premonition about her death.
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful that you got to see your mother. I'm sorry you didn't get to experience it longer.
Belinda,
DeleteHow horrible she foresaw the death of her child. That is very interesting. Thanks for that. I know I cannot will her back, but is would love to experience it again. Thanks.
There are times I feel my late husband's arms holding me. He died over 30 yrs ago. I can smell his cologne, hear his voice. I take the comfort when given.
ReplyDeleteChef,
DeleteThat is a sad and happy experience. Thank you for sharing that. I would love if my mother hugged me.
I do have a very weird experience. After my dad died in the hospital my sister and I were the only ones left, having made arrangements with the funeral home etc. We were in our 30's. I'd parked on the street about a block away. As we walked out of the hospital we turned left and walked down to the end of the street and as we did the street light we passed went out. We then crossed the street with the traffic lights and the next two street lights we passed under went out. But the weirdest thing was as we passed the exit of a multilevel parking garage the lightbulb on the ceiling of the exit went out. We crossed over in the middle of the street where my car was parked and got in and the street light above us went out. We just looked at each other and the exit route we walked had the lights out and no others. We thought it was a sign but was unnerving!
ReplyDeleteJRE,
DeleteI can understand how unnerved you would be. That is frightening. That was not natural. Thanks for sharing.
My brother passed in 2014 and I have dreams with him every few months. My mother passed away two years and 9 days ago. She is also in dreams every few months.
ReplyDeleteI guess what I would say is the oddest part about mine, I'll have a dream with people who are in my life now, or a similar situation to a current event, but it will all take place in my childhood home. A place that most of my current acquaintances were never a part of, and a place that doesn't exist today. It was torn down a couple of years ago.
Also want to note that I'm a different Alice from the above comment. :)
Alice,
DeleteI never have dream about anyone about my dead relatives. My dream always are about people I have never met. It is interesting these people are always in your childhood home. Thank you.
Hello, Linda! This is a voice from your past. I found myself thinking about you this morning, and wondering how things were with you. So, just dropping in to say hi, and I hope you are well. I just realized you may not remember me...It's Sue from the long-deleted blog, The Little Acre that Could.
ReplyDeleteSue,
DeleteI remember your blog and you. I was sorry to see your blog go. You no longer have a blog?
That's correct, I no longer have a blog. Sorry, I thought you knew.
DeleteMom and Dad loved to dance, went dancing often, and danced in the kitchen nearly every night. THE night before Mom died my sister dreamed and told me about it the first thing Wednesday morning. Dad was standing at the end of a long hall wearing the blue grey suit he looked so handsome and was smiling a big huge smile so she could see his dimples. She said Mom (a younger vibrant version) appeared in the middle of the hall in a flirty dance dress. She said she was able to hug Mom and tell her she loved her, then Mom was beaming as she ran to meet Dad at the end of the hall.
ReplyDeleteAnne,
DeleteThat is amazing. It is such a vivid dream with many details that are their life. Mama was so much herself in my vision. I know your sister treasures that "encounter."
Truth be told people have auditory and visual hallucinations all the time they just don't mention it lest they be labeled crazy.
ReplyDeleteUrspo,
DeleteWell, I would have labeled them crazy. Now, I just don't know what to think. I wonder why these happen.