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.

Anonymous said...

(((((beth)))))

those are hugs.

Kelly Simmons 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!

https://booksthoughtsadventures.com 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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