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Well
so much for my mother not visiting me in dreams, I saw her last night – however
from what I remember we were just sitting there chatting; so there was no
surprise "poof" I am here where she showed up and scared the crap out
of me. I started updating her on everything and everyone since September:
I
told her I completed the Tough Mudder in April and she replied, “I know I was
there – remember?”
The
Giants won the Super Bowl, I said. She proceeded, "Yes, I know and
it's amazing how history repeats itself. That was such a fun night; we
had a great Super Bowl party - even the 'iggles' fans were supportive, it was
very strange they kept saying 'this one is for you Kathy' like who am I,
haha!"
I
told her about Paul Andrew's graduation and again she replied, “Yes, I remember,
how could I forget that trek to Virginia, it was a nice ceremony though, good
thing we have two years before we have to go back for Michael's graduation from
tech."
I
proceeded to tell her about daddy being in the hospital and she said, “Oh
remember that? all the back and forth to Kennedy, then HUP and then the
physical therapy rehab, it was exhausting, but only your father and anything
for him.”
Kaitlyn’s
been texting you! My mom replied, “I know and I meant to tell you about
that as I think my phone is broke; every time I go to text her back the letters
don’t show up – almost like they are invisible, it’s very strange, but I hope
she is getting my replies.
I
said I think John-Paul had a nice birthday and she was like, “Yes, it was such
a nice day – we love the Bonefish Grill, he and I go there all the time.”
Then
she looked me in the eyes and said, “What’s with all the reminiscing, you
okay? And why do you keep touching my face and arm?
I
said "no reason."
She
then said, “Oh just got an e-mail for cheap airline prices to Europe, I setup a
ticker to alert me so let me go research as May will be here before we know it
and I am happy you’re coming with us – it will be a great time!”
I
then woke up.
Based
on the conversation, I don’t think she realized that she had passed away.
And I kept touching her face and arm because that is the first thing I did when
I walked into her room that day and it was cold to the touch, yet in my dream
she was warm to the touch and I kept touching her to make sure.
It
was a very classy appearance on her part; I guess she is always around within
me so I better be good and not “misbehave”
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