Together Again

You came to me in a dream.

Or was it a dream?

It felt so real.

You appeared out of nowhere like a wondrous mirage — my beautiful Mom within arm’s reach.

As our eyes met, I could see you understood the sadness in my eyes. You read the brokenness of my soul. Without saying a word, you understood how much I needed you, how deeply I missed you.

You closed the distance between us and drew me in for a familiar, comforting hug, an embrace only meant for me. In your arms, I was safe. In your nurturing, calming presence, I was back home. Back in a place and a time that brought me to you.

How could this be a dream when my heart was telling me it was reality?

As soon as I started to believe it to be true, I felt your embrace loosen, and just as you unhooked your arms from my body, steadied your glance, looked directly in my eyes and said the words I needed to hear from the one person who could always console me, the one person who could steady the storms of life with just one touch, one word.

You told me that although it has been a tough road lately, everything will be ok, that I will be ok because I am strong.

And just as the last words left your mouth, the moment came to end - and I awakened to another day without you, my heart full yet heavy.  A heart overflowing with joy and gratitude for the chance of being with you again, a heart weighed down by the realization that it wasn’t real life as I had so desperately hoped for.

Your simple words held so much meaning because they came from one of the most important people in my life.  Words that had always brought a steady sense of peace, an assurance that everything would indeed be ok.

This beautiful, vivid dream was the kind that seeps into my bones and stays awhile. The kind of dream I both long for and grieve.  The kind of dream reminding me that you’re always with me, that you never left.

And even though these dreams are merely dreams, they are powerful reminders of who you were and what you meant to me. They are special reminders that a Mother’s love is never lost, it never goes away.  A Mother’s love goes on for eternity and in that space of beautiful eternity I will be bound to you forevermore.

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