I find dreams quite powerful because there’s a message being sent to me.
Last night I dreamt about my Mother. Before I go into the details a bit of history...
I’m the 3rd of four children. My Mom had a handful raising us. Mom and I never really ‘clicked.’ That is I know she loved me as her child but we never did mesh. I’ve learned later in life there’s nothing wrong with that. Some people mesh and some don’t. That’s part of the human condition.
I grew up with depression. My Mother never understood that. She was always a “come on and get happy” kind of person. She was a social butterfly and very popular in the community. When I would fall into my depressions and needed my Mommy to comfort me, I’d get a door slammed in my face and that’s that. She was never there to help me when I’d fall into a black hole.
Yet... there were those moments I remember when she did express appreciation. They were few and far between. At age 5, after we ate dinner it was just she and I at the dinner table. She looked at me and said out of the blue, “One day you will be on stage... so handsome and everyone will be applauding for you.” ... And years later when I was in my latter teens, she was driving (just the two of us) and I was sitting in the passenger seat. We were both silent, yet she reached over and stroked my hand. I was taken by surprise and said, “Thanks Mom, I really needed that.”
Over the years Mom and I still never clicked but at times she would give me these brief momentary gestures of love....out of the blue... taking me completely by surprise.
Eventually I moved many miles away from home. About three years ago, the day before my mother passed away I was told to get on a plane, that there’s not much time left. The next morning my Hubby and I flew down and arrived at the hospital. There she was lying frail in the bed pretty far gone. I walked up to the bed and said, “Hi Mom. It’s Michael. I love you.” She opened her eyes and smiled. Only for a brief moment. Then shortly after she passed away. She waited for me. What an honor that was.
Now back to last night’s dream. This time I’m driving and Mom is in the passenger’s seat and looks at me and says, “I’m so glad you’re here.” Then I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. A very short dream but a sweet one.
This morning it makes me think that even if I only had a few small brief moments of affection from my Mother over the years... isn’t that what life is about? I mean there’s so many brief moments out there that are heartwarming. They can be the smallest and simplest things, yet quite fulfilling and heartwarming.
Thank you for reading my share. Please join me in cherishing those wonderful small moments in life that are out there for us to enjoy.
-MZ ❤️
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that was a nice dream to have zee ive woke up many times in tears dreaming about my mum and son I had a difficult relationship with my dad till I was 38 but in the near two years since he passed ive probably thought of him more in my dreams than I did when he was alive just like your dream they usually are good ones.lets hope you can have many more pleasant dreams about your mum.
Thank you kenster1. And when you wake with tears from dreaming about your mum, dad, etc. that means you’re touched. How sweet. Tears are good. Very soul cleansing. Along with me, may you have many more pleasant dreams about yours too. ❤️
I have had dreams where in which my Grandfather visited me and his face was stress free and smiling big healthy bright beautiful and with roses in the background; the same as at his house in Arkansas that I visited each summer until I lost him.
Brief moments can mean everything; they can fill up a heart to the top. Thank you for sharing about your mom and the beautiful moments. ❤️
What a lovely comforting dream and thanks for sharing. I dream about my mother a lot, mainly me and all my sisters as grown ups back living with my mother again. In the dreams I feel very guilty that I don't contribute to the household financially, or do any household chores!
Never sure whether these are guilt induced, or sertraline induced. x
You are very welcome my friend. Incidentally I had no reason to feel guilt about my mother, though the reverse couldn't be said, but narcs don't feel guilt. I treated her far better than she ever treated me. x
Same here with my Mom... I’d say I treated her better in the long run. Though as a child I was a difficult negative kid (mostly from my father’s influence). My Mother didn’t have tolerance for negativity.
Though as I matured and grew in therapy, over time my relationship with my Mother improved. Though it wasn’t perfect.
I do miss her birthday and holiday cards. She always sent them like clockwork. Plus she adored my Hubby which meant a lot to me.
Bottom line, she did the best she could do with what she was dealt. I’m at peace with our past. I have no animosity towards her whatsoever. I mean if we could do it all over again, I wish it was a better relationship than what we had. But still, I’m at peace with all that and have moved on.
Thanks for your feedback. You’re always there for me. The sign of a good friend. ❤️
I hardly ever on thi site now(only have my mobile)..Just did & this really resonated.
Lost my Mum in my early 20's and v.similar to your story.I had my little son by then...They adored one another,tho we never really gelled.Miss her still to this day
She 'visited' in my dreams several x's and clearly was sending love-which hadn't been shown alot in life(more to the boys).
Your story is so moving and I hope you get more dreams-)😏Julietdream
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