It's hard to believe that five years have passed.
Though I don't remember the exact date, one day this coming week will mark the fifth anniversary of the publishing of Dragon Hearts and Warrior Shadows a book written by Two Wolves and I.
We presented the first copy of the book to my mother. Mom had just been 'stepped down' to the skilled nursing unit after three weeks in intensive care. TW and I dedicated the book to her; her fight to survive was nothing short of a miracle, and though I brought her home to live with me a few days later, and only got to keep her for 13 more days, it was a journey of love for both of us.
Two Wolves had never met my mother until I introduced them to each other as she rested in her hospital bed. She utterly bewitched him, and I watched him fall in love with her that day. I'll always remember how beautiful it was as we took our leave and he reached for her hand and kissed it as she flashed that beautiful Irish grin.
I bring this up because I dreamed of Mom a night or two ago. It's not unusual for her to pop in and check up on me, though I do worry a bit when she does; I'm always afraid that I may have missed some important message she might have been trying to convey.
This dream was one of those that was both surreal and realistic. While it took place in my home town, the streets were all wrong, and for some reason I was riding around town on a Vespa type scooter. I figured that must have been because I was watching American Chopper, though, and Mikey and Vinnie were on a scooter road trip.
The realistic part of the dream was sitting at the kitchen table in Mom and Dad's old house; surreal because she sold it after Dad died and moved to an apartment where she lived for 17 years. I don't remember what we talked about, but I remember just feeling the warmth and love of being with her again. I always hope she is happy to see me, and is proud of me. And, I wonder if people who have crossed over miss those of us who are still here; it is certainly wonderful to hope so, but I'd also hope that the Summerlands would be so wonderful that there just wouldn't be enough time to miss us!
I think it's time for me to get very serious about my writing again; it's been far too easy to only dedicate bursts of time to my craft. Who knows? Perhaps her visit was timed specifically to remember where I was five years ago with my life.
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I can't say that I think they miss us, as they are around us so much more than we realize. And I can't imagine "missing" a plane that is so heavy and painful after being on that side of the veil again. I'm sure they worry over us and try to help us as much as they can though. Sometimes they "mark" anniversaries of events here with us, and it could be that your Mom knows how much you miss her and picked up your feelings about this 5th. Anniversary too. And of course she is proud of you Kate. She's full of love for you!
Well Jude put my thoughts into words perfectly :)
I think that those loved one who've crossed never really leave us. They're happy where they are and they just want to share some of that peace and happiness with us.
When we come up on anniversaries that bring so many strong emotions that is when they come through the strongest to remind us that we are loved and watched over.
You've recently spoken about finding that inner voice that has been squashed for so long and of wanting to take better care of yourself. Maybe this is your mother's way of saying she is with you and is happy that you're taking care of yourself better?
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