It was one of those dreams that when I woke up, I was confused and grief stricken - it was almost as if I had just learned that Mom was no longer here. In the dream, I was at my childhood home. Dad still lives in this home, so I am still there at least once or twice a year. In this dream, I was following Mom up the porch stair to the front door. Off to the side was a planter filled with beautiful geraniums, just the way Mom used to decorate the porch! Geraniums, little deer and bunny garden statues and some little "Hens and Chicks" plants. Along the front of the house runs a garden in bloom with Iris, tulips, daffodils and other beautiful flowers. So welcoming and lovely, just like her! We walked in and we sat together on the landing and I started to weep. I put my arms around her and told her that I miss her. Even though the house is the same, it is not the same at all. I love my Dad to bits but there is something about a Mother's love that knows no bounds. Mother's Day is coming up and though I know she is enjoying the gardens of Heaven, I sure wish she were here to tend to the garden at "home".
A photo that Mom sent to Jessica one Spring of a couple of her tulips!
A photo of Mom's Kitchen table taken during a visit one Summer.
The flowers were gorgeous on day one of the visit
but started to lose their "oomph" by the time the photo was taken!
She had a wonderful "green thumb"!
I love her so very much and I miss her even more. xoxo