Last night I had an extremely vivid dream about my mother. It wasn't really about her, actually. But there was a whole portion devoted just to her. It was now, the present, and she knew she was dead. We were in a temple, and there was a small box containing her ashes, and she just looked at it mystified. She kept saying, "How did this happen so fast?" I asked her if she was pleased with the arrangements we made after her death, and she said she was. She was just so surprised to be dead. Not sad, not scared - just surprised.
I realized the opportunity I had, to talk to my mother again. I held her hands tightly and I said, "Will you be there, when we meet our child?" She said with certainty, "Yes, I'll be there." And I knew then without any doubt that she would be there, in the form she's in now. I knew that she's always with me. I still can have a relationship with her. I cried, and told her how much I missed her. She seemed touched, and said, "Thank you."
Before she died, my mom told me she would be in the delivery room with me (in spirit) when I had my baby. I guess this is my way of making sure that even though our plans changed, she still will be with us when we meet our child for the first time. I feel completely at peace.
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It's clear you and your mom still have a very special relationship.
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