Today is my Mom's birthday....and I wanted to blog about the dream I had about her the other night. I miss her so much ... but when she comes to me in my dreams...well, for just a little while I feel better and that she is with me. I know she is with me all the time...but I don't always "feel" it...when I dream of her...then I can feel her sweet Spirit. Happy Birthday my sweet, beloved Mom ... Love Always and Forever.
I Dreamed About My Mom Last Night - January 11, 2012
I wanted at least to get this down ... I dreamed about my mom last night. I can't tell you how much I miss her and it's been so long since she has passed on to paradise. But, I miss her still, she was such a wonderful mom ... nobody could take her place. There is a hole in my heart that can't be filled while she is gone from this earthly plane. I feel like a shadow of a mother compared to her, but try hard to be like her. I can't tell you how unselfish and giving and gentle and kind she was ... to all her family, and to everybody she came in contact with. Everybody loved mom.
I do think she gave me a "visit" last night and I so needed that. In the dream I thought she was still on this plane of existence and even told her wasn't she surprised that she outlived daddy. Usually in my dreams I know she has passed and am so delighted and overjoyed to see her. But in this dream, for the first time, I forgot that, and she was alive here and now. She pulled me into another room for us to be alone and she whispered something in my ear, but I don't know what it was. She had a big smile on her face and I felt everything is going to be ok. I've been so worried as of late and try not to think of my problems and concentrate on thinking positive and going forward as best as I can, but it's been so hard. So, her coming to me has really helped.
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
~a poem written in 1932 by Mary Elizabeth Fry
- Do not stand at my grave and weep,
- I am not there; I do not sleep.
- I am a thousand winds that blow,
- I am the diamond glints on snow,
- I am the sun on ripened grain,
- I am the gentle autumn rain.
- When you awaken in the morning’s hush
- I am the swift uplifting rush
- Of quiet birds in circling flight.
- I am the soft star-shine at night.
- Do not stand at my grave and cry,
- I am not there; I did not die.
Well, it's been a few days since the dream ... you know I feel better .... sometimes we do have to feel these sad feelings and write about them ... then let them go ... keeping the wonderful warm memories. I know mom is with me and she doesn't want me to be sad. So writing about your feelings do help.
- With Wishes for Goodness and Light To Be In Everyone's Life With Lots of LOVE.