I am having them again. Last night was not nearly as bad as the first time. She was sitting at the kitchen table drinking thicken liquid and eating cookies. I asked my mom "mom is she really dead?" My mom said yes. "then why is she still here?" "I don't know" I sat at the kitchen table with her and just kind of watched her eat for what seemed like a very long time. I reached out to touch her hand and found out I could not. Then with out feeling much emotion I just started to cry. She looked at me, or more like she looked through me, because she did not say a word about how I was crying. She just kept eating and drinking and looking around. I went around to try and hug her but my feet could not get close enough. Then I woke up.
gosh what i would not do for a really good reason to not go to class today. i am really really now feeling it...
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Dreams
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Those sort of dreams are the hardest. From time to time, I still wake up crying. Many times I can't remember the whole dream, but I know my parents are in it.
I understand, Stef. I wish I could offer more, but there isn't any solution. Sending gentle ((hugs)) your way.
Still keeping you in my thoughts, Stef. When I used to dream of my dad after he passed, I told myself he was coming to me to let me know he was OK. Thinking that way gave me the strength to keep going.
I agree with Joanne. Nona is letting you know that she is still around.
Why does it hurt so much then?
I remember the first dream I had about my mom after she died. It was a beautiful dream and I never wanted it to end. I woke up and cried my self silly for the whole day wishing she would come back to me. I still do dream about her and I, like the others feel it is her only way to let me know she is still with me.
In time your dreams will comfort you. Your pain is still too fresh and raw to think otherwise. It will get better. Hugs little one.
Stef,
You have been on my mind for days. I think that maybe Nonna is telling you that she is near and that everything is okay. Gentle hugs to you my little buddy...miss ya...
wish i had answers for you. i never dream about my parents. sometimes i wish i would.....
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