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Dreams About Mom

Updated on September 27, 2012


I can’t recall how long I’ve been having these dreams. It seems as though they have always been here.

Mom passed away August 25th, 1982 on the day my first born turned eight weeks old. I was 19 and not grown enough to lose my mother. But then, how does one become ‘grown enough’ to lose a parent?

In the months following Mom’s passing, I could still feel her presence. The phone would ring and I could hear her voice saying “Hi, it’s me!” There were several occasions I picked up the phone to call her, forgetting somehow that she wouldn’t be there to answer. I was young and still needed my Mom, and her granddaughter needed her too.

Like I said, I don’t recall when the dreams started. I’m pretty sure they came along during the first few months.

At first, the dreams were about Mom going through daily life. We would go to the grocery store together or just to get ice cream. She would come over and visit the baby. In these first dreams, she was still very much alive. After some time, I had fewer and fewer dreams of Mom. I suppose I had come to accept that she was gone. Of course, the dreams never stopped, they just seemed to take on a different theme as time progressed. But for many years, she was still living in the dreams.

Then things changed and I didn’t pay much attention to it at first. I would wake and recall that I had dreamed of her, but I didn’t dwell on it. One evening, I was talking to my boyfriend about a dream I had had, and in telling him, I realized how Mom had changed in the dreams. Instead of being alive, she always seemed to be observing. She would sit in a room while others would watch television and talk. Or she would sit at the table while I was cooking. But she would simply sit, never moving or talking just simply watching. She always seemed to be a little restless or nervous, but not too much. The people in the dreams would not see her sitting there, and even if I was in the dream, I seemed to be looking in on the scenes, as if watching.

I began to wonder why I was having this type of dream. Was Mom trying to communicate something to me? Did she perhaps have unfinished business? I talked endlessly to my boyfriend about this. He is a very spiritual person and I hoped his input would help me to figure this out. During this time in my life, my Faith had increased tenfold and I believe this helped me see things more clearly.

My boyfriend and I came to the conclusion that Mom was watching over us, like an Angel, making sure everything was okay. After reaching this conclusion, I had dreams about her for several nights in a row. I thought about the dreams during the day. I analyzed and thought about them more and more, yet I could not find anything that made more sense than Mom being an Angel. So I accepted that as truth.

As soon as I accepted this as truth, the dreams took another turn. Mom was not living in the dreams, nor was she merely present. She became the Angel, an Angel in white, literally floating through my dreams. She seemed content and at peace.

I no longer have dreams about her. In place of the dreams, I feel Mom here, in my day to day life. I always feel as though she is looking over my shoulder, in a good way of course. I feel her presence here when my grandchildren are playing in the yard or when I’m sitting and having a simple conversation. Having her here this way has given me a certain peacefulness that I cannot put into words.

August is approaching and 2012 will be 30 years Mom has been gone. But I realize now, she is only gone physically. I have no doubt she is still here spiritually.

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      Shining Irish Eyes 5 years ago from Upstate, New York

      Oh I can't thank you enough for sharing this. I ate up every word and believe with all my heart our parents stay with us though we can not physically see them. My Dad and brother often come to me in my dreams and I have no doubt they are paying me a visit just as your dear mother does.

      I am so sorry you lost her so young.

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      Linda 5 years ago from Texas

      Thank you. I am sorry for your loss as well. I had tears the entire time I was writing this and it made my daughter, the one who was 8 weeks old when Mom passed, cry too. I truly believe she is one of the reasons I am pursuing my dreams now. Thanks you again for your kind words.

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      Dolores Monet 5 years ago from East Coast, United States

      Dreaming about those dear ones who have passed away is like a visit with them isn't it? It can be wonderful and make your whole day better.

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      Linda 5 years ago from Texas

      Yes it is and knowing she is here with me all the time certainly makes my life easier.

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      Tami Fite 4 years ago

      beautifully written - bless you!

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      Terrye Toombs 4 years ago from Somewhere between Heaven and Hell without a road map.

      Great job, lindalou! I still feel my parents around from time to time. :)

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      Mazzy Bolero 4 years ago from the U.K.

      My mother died in 1995 and I still dream of her, particularly at emotional times. Sometimes it does seem so real that I wonder whether it was more than just a dream. If it is, I guess one day I'll find out. An interesting read, drew me in.

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      Linda 4 years ago from Texas

      Thank you, and I'm sorry for your loss.

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      Lady Wolfs 4 years ago

      Really nice hub on your mother. I believe they are here with us spiritually, and your mother knew you still needed her. So sorry for your loss, and at such a young age. A well-written, beautiful hub. Thanks for sharing.

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      Linda 4 years ago from Texas

      Thank you for stopping by to read! I know she is here... I 'see' her every day. Day after tomorrow will be 30 years she's been gone, seems like yesterday.

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      Sommer Dalton 4 years ago

      This is beautiful, what a great way you described what you went through and your dreams. Such an amazing writer you are:) Voted up and more.

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      Linda 4 years ago from Texas

      Thank you Sommer!

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      Nellieanna Hay 4 years ago from TEXAS

      LindaLou - this makes nothing but perfect sense to me. I've lost almost all my 'others' except those much younger than I. I feel their presence and comfort regularly!

      Thanks for sharing yours and your Mom. Such a lovely looking woman, too!

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      Linda 4 years ago from Texas

      Thank you so much, Nellieanna. I'm glad you enjoyed my story.

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      Peggy Woods 4 years ago from Houston, Texas

      It is wonderful that you feel your mother's presence around you. My mother died in 2010 and I often have dreams of her and some of my other relatives as well who have also passed on to the next life. It makes me feel happy to think that we will be reunited someday. My mother and I were very close and it is so nice to be able to see her frequently in my dreams. Sorry that you had your mother for so short a time. I am assuming that is her in the photos. She was very pretty. Up votes and sharing!

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      Denise Handlon 4 years ago from North Carolina

      What a beautiful hub, Linda. I'm so glad that Peggy shared it and I saw it on the thread. I lost my mother in 2003 (Christmas morning) and although I was grown up enough, it was still a huge loss.

      I love how you perceived your mother throughout all of these years and now she has morphed into this completely spiritual being. What a wonderful resolution to any question your unconscious may have had.

      My mother loved to cook...I never really did until fairly recently. Now I can't seem to get enough of it. One of the things I love the most is that I feel my mother's presence in the kitchen and watching/guiding me. She is so often on my mind as I turn to the family and ask, "well, what do you think?" if I try something new...it would be something similar to what mom would have said.

      Thanks so much for writing such a personal story here. I think it is awesome. Rated up/I/U/A/B and sharing.

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      Linda Crist 4 years ago from Central Virginia

      Linda, this is simply beautiful. For those who have been there, you have offered something that may help them understand their own dreams. And for those that have not experienced the loss of a parent, you have offered hope through your story. Your worked through the process and came to understand in a way that brought you comfort. Your Mom must be so proud and happy. She was a beautiful woman. Thank you for sharing such a personal story.

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      Linda 4 years ago from Texas

      Denise & Irc7815,

      Thank you both for your wonderful comments. I really enjoy reading how different people perceive things in a different way. It would never have crossed my mind that my writing would help someone, but the thought that it might sure puts a smile on face! :)

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      Chitrangada Sharan 3 years ago from New Delhi, India

      This is so touching! I was really moved. Parents can never leave their children. Even if they may not be there physically, they are always taking care of their children, in the form of blessings.

      Very nice and moving. Thanks for sharing!

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      Linda 3 years ago from Texas

      Thank you for reading. Glad you enjoyed it!

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