dreaming of my mother

Monday, February 20, 2012

I dreamt through the night that I'd lost something given to me by my mother.

But that isn't it.  That isn't it at all.

What I lost was her.

9 comments:

Elizabeth Mosier said...

What a beautiful photo of the two of you!

bermudaonion said...

Oh, I still dream of my father often.

Lilian Nattel said...

(((((beth)))))

those are hugs.

kelly said...

I have been having celebrity dreams. Last week, Brad Pitt was my masseuse, which was the best dream EVER, but I would rather dream of my mom.

It's good that yours still appears!

Patty said...

Oh Beth...I do that, too...I dream of her voice and how good she always smelled and my bed...her sheets always smelled so good.

I once had a dream right after she died...that she called me from a wall phone as I was cleaning out her house...and I could hear her voice say...Patty, do you know where I am?

And I had to tell her she was in heaven and she answered...yeah, honey, I thought so...

I truly do not think you ever get over losing your mom...it has been two years and it still bites...there should be a club for us...

Amy said...

I haven't lost my parents yet, but I know how this feels, the missing that never goes away.

Serena said...

I love this photo. Wonderful. I don't dream of my Nana, but I feel her presence when I most need her.

Richard Gilbert said...

What a magic photo. What lovely words, a poem, of course.

Wendy said...

Aw Beth - I am so far behind in my blog reading and am now just catching up. This post made me cry. *hugs*

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