Saturday, May 11, 2013

Alive. Awake.

Jolted. Awake. After fitfully sleeping the entire night. Six AM on a Saturday. That, in and of itself, isn't unusual. The jolting . . . not the norm.

She was there. In my dream. The part I remember, anyway. There, with me . . . alive.

We were at a gathering with family. Her sisters and brother, my cousins, and all. It was present-day, but not . . . somehow.

She was there, with me . . . alive. But, my son and daughter were not. Other family was there beating me up (verbally) for faking her death.

She was there, with me,  alive and telling them it wasn't my fault, that I was only doing what she asked.

They didn't care. The loved on her and beat up on me. How. Dare. I. . . .

The gathering turned out to be a funeral. Soon, all were shushed as the services were about to begin. Why my not dead mother, me, and most of the rest of my family seemed to be the only mourners at Malcom X's funeral  . . well, shit if I know.  

But, she was there, with me . . . alive. Jolting. Me. Awake.


  1. I remember this happening when my mother was first dead. I believe they come and see us in dreams, sending us their love. I also see this dream as the message that she isn't dead so much as in another place. Gone from here, yes. Gone? No.

    At least, that's how I interpret it.

  2. I always consider it a great gift when my mom visits me in my dreams. I love that we get to spend some together, even if only in that veiled place.

    I know that Mother's Day can be hard with the missing. Sending you hugs.

  3. What a wonderful post. She will always be alive in your heart; how great it is that she jolts you awake to remind you! Sounds like something my mom would do :-) Here's to all the good memories you have of her.

  4. Anonymous10:22 AM


    I cried reading this darling ....

    I feel your pain ... lucky you to have such a dream, I'm still waiting, after 7 years but my stubborn mother is far to busy up there :-))

    My heart is with you always ... sending a ig hug xXx

  5. I have to agree with Anonymous, at least somewhat. I want so badly to dream of my mother. I have had three dreams, and all of them lasted about one second. As soon as my conscious mind realized that it really is her, the dream ends. So FRUSTRATING!

    But, the last one -- she gave me a hug and a kiss. That was wonderful and the feeling stayed with me for days.



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