Mom standing in her driveway. That hallmark little smile on her face. Right arm bent, shoulder strap on her shoulder, purse resting in the crook of her arm, ready to go off to whatever adventure the day held.
I had had an unsettled feeling all day and had trouble sleeping. Throughout the night, after this vision I continued to attempt to glean what message she was sending me. Then I felt like I was hit with a gut punch. I think she had come through the spirit world to say good bye. Her estate has been settled and she's had time enough to "check in" on all her children and ensured my siblings and I (and grandchildren) will look in on my dad.
The next evening I had to chuckle at myself as I went to the mailbox and noticed my petunias around the mailbox had not been "dead-headed" in quite some time. Mom always did that for me when she was at my house - and she was meticulous about that in her own yard. So I picked off all the dried up, dead heads and smiled.
"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ" (2 Corinthians 1:3-5 NIV)
Blessings on your journey, Mary
1 comment:
Oh, how transparent you are in this post about your loving mother. The picture speaks so loudly of how you are to remember the warm thoughts of her. May you continue to be in my thoughts and prayers...Mary!
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