I know I rarely post a blog entry but I thought I would write this one down.
For those that don't know, my mom died when I was 14 (in 1985) and somehow she is still very much alive to me. I made her promise that if she could visit me, that she would. Okay, now to tell you my recent dream.
My dreams of mom almost always start the same, she arrives at the house and rings the doorbell. She had 2 suitcases and someone dropped her off. She was standing at the door when I went to open it and she said she missed us and decided to come back. (since it's a dream--I think nothing of it, and let her in. But I guess I would in real life too....)
So we go on with our normal life, mom stays home to babysit our 2 kids and John and I go off to do something. He went one way and I went the other. Mom decided that her and the kids would clean up while we were gone.
When I return I'm met by Rachel at the door and she proudly says, "Mama we've really been cleaning..." Inside I see the piano is now between the dining room and living room window, John's tv cupboard in gone and so is the big flat screen tv. Inside the clean living room I see Shawn sitting and eating in front of the basement tv (a box set in a cabinet) and the living room set up the way it was before we remodeled (knick-knack shelves on the right not left side of the room).
I ask Shawn what's going on and he says "changes" Then mom starts in saying we much watch way too much tv and did I even know how many movies John keeps stored under the tv. I asked her where my big screen was, and was told she packed it away in the basement. "Tv's should be small, so you don't watch so much of it" she says.
By the time John got home, Shawn and I had cleared the pool table off in the basement. (Note that it's been holding boxes of things for years instead of seeing some playing time.) Also Alex must have had 3 baths by this time as mom has decided to keep that child clean. Rachel was upstairs helping mom do dishes.
Then mom tells us that she's decided to see a doctor. I told her that our doctor was nice. She says "no, I found one myself and he's in Medford." MEDFORD we all say. "Mom do you know how far Medford is from here?" She tells us that one of us is going to take her to see her new doctor in Medford as he comes highly recommended (by who we don't know) and one of us is going to drive her there.
What a dream!
I told John it seemed so real I can't even believe it. Whenever I dream about her, they seem like they really happened. Strange? Weird? or whatever... I love her and like dreaming crazy dreams of mom w/us as a family. :)
thought I'd share!
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