Disney1fan2002
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My mother died when I was 27yo back in 1995. It hit me hard! It took a long, long time to get over her death. So long, that I thought there was something wrong with me. I obsessed about missing her for years. I was angry with my older siblings, because they had a mother longer than I did, and she knew and loved their children. I was not married and did not have any kids when she died.
I would constantly dream about her. The dream would be the same. I would go to my parents house and walk in, and my mother would be at the stove cooking dinner. I would be shocked, because in my dream, I knew she had been dead. I would ask her what she was doing there, and she would say she was just on vacation and she was back now. I would hug her and hold her and not let go. I was so desperate in my dream to keep a hold on her. I knew if I let her go, she would be gone again.
These dreams continued on a regular basis for about 8 years. Then, Father's Day 2003, my brother died. It was then that I finally had some sense of closure for my mom. You see, I realized that if she had not died, she would be living hell on earth having to bury her son. I was actually grateful that she was dead. The dreams about my mother stopped. ( but then I started having them about my brother, LOL)
I have dreamt of my mom off and on over the years since 2003, but nothing like the dreams I had before. The desperation of wanting her back....until yesterday.
Out of the blue, I had one of those dreams where I came home to find my mother was alive again. She wanted to know where my father was, and I couldn't tell her (he died in 2004). I had to tell her I don't remember the last time I saw him. The part of the dream I feel guilty about is not seeing my mom in the dream for a while, and forgetting that she had "come home". I think the excuse I used in the dream was she had been gone for so long, I just didn't think of her being around anymore. I went looking for her and found her dead on the toilet (don't ask
). I was devasted and heart broken all over again.
I hate dreaming about her like this. Why can't I dream that she is here visiting with my kids, and she loves them, they love her? Why is there always a desperation to the dreams? I don't want to let her go and it just makes me miss her all the more when I wake up.
She's been dead for 16 years.....you'd think I would be over losing her by now.
I would constantly dream about her. The dream would be the same. I would go to my parents house and walk in, and my mother would be at the stove cooking dinner. I would be shocked, because in my dream, I knew she had been dead. I would ask her what she was doing there, and she would say she was just on vacation and she was back now. I would hug her and hold her and not let go. I was so desperate in my dream to keep a hold on her. I knew if I let her go, she would be gone again.
These dreams continued on a regular basis for about 8 years. Then, Father's Day 2003, my brother died. It was then that I finally had some sense of closure for my mom. You see, I realized that if she had not died, she would be living hell on earth having to bury her son. I was actually grateful that she was dead. The dreams about my mother stopped. ( but then I started having them about my brother, LOL)
I have dreamt of my mom off and on over the years since 2003, but nothing like the dreams I had before. The desperation of wanting her back....until yesterday.
Out of the blue, I had one of those dreams where I came home to find my mother was alive again. She wanted to know where my father was, and I couldn't tell her (he died in 2004). I had to tell her I don't remember the last time I saw him. The part of the dream I feel guilty about is not seeing my mom in the dream for a while, and forgetting that she had "come home". I think the excuse I used in the dream was she had been gone for so long, I just didn't think of her being around anymore. I went looking for her and found her dead on the toilet (don't ask

I hate dreaming about her like this. Why can't I dream that she is here visiting with my kids, and she loves them, they love her? Why is there always a desperation to the dreams? I don't want to let her go and it just makes me miss her all the more when I wake up.
She's been dead for 16 years.....you'd think I would be over losing her by now.