A Mother’s Love

My Mother's Love

My Mother came to me in a dream on Saturday.  The dream was of me, my Mom and my son.  My son was a little boy and he was in the hospital.  But on the ceiling of his hospital room was this sticky stuff right over his bed and there were a few bugs that kept landing on it.  My Mom was so irate that the hospital had her grandson in this room that had bugs and she wanted him moved immediately.  That’s when I woke up.

This month is the two year anniversary of the passing of my Mother.  I miss her everyday.  My Mom was usually a very quiet, easy going woman, but when it came to her family, she was fiercely protective.  I feel as though this “visitation”  was my Mom’s way of showing me that even though she is on the other side, she is still watching over me and my son, still BEing fiercely protective.

This weekend was a time of further releasing, many tears and a heavy heart.  But I know she is with me as this is not the only “visit” I have had from her.  I feel she is encouraging me to release any regrets I may still BE holding in my heart regarding our relationship, and to remember all the wonderful times we spent together in this lifetime ( I AM working on it Mom, I promise).  So I end this sharing with the poem I wrote for my Mother after her passing.

Today the Lord whispered to you, He told you it was time, my child I’ve share you with the world, but you were always mine.

He knew our hearts would be heavy with grief, at times we would despair, but in our hearts we know the truth, He never gives us more than we can bear.

Though you are no longer here with us, we know you’re not alone, as you now rest peacefully with the Lord, He called His beloved angel Home.

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