Today. I’m in a meh mood. Had a dream I was around my mother although I couldn’t see her physically there. I was annoyed by it, somehow we was staying with her and yet I never saw her. I spoke with her while she was on her way to get an MRI. I cannot explain this dream. Idk what it means… but it was weird. I woke up getting ready to cry like I had been the past couple of days but Zay walked up to the bed and motioned for us to go downstairs and I said where are you underwear? I laughed and shook my head and follow him downstairs.
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For those of us who deal with grief daily and know the holidays are hard. Many may not understand but for those of us that do, your understanding is amazing. To those that love us… know to not take things personal… we are emotional wrecks trying to keep it together and do not want to bring our cloud of gloom your way. Be mindful…
Listening to the Boyz II Men song A Song for Momma…. miss you momma!!
Today when I went downstairs at work to get breakfast from our cafeteria I heard one of my mom’s favorite song, by her favorite singer:
It brought me back to fun memories in my childhood. My mom was always playing good music and singing along to it. She had a great voice, and I’m not saying that just because she is my mom. She really did.
I miss her so much, she is missing so much. Her 5th grandchild who happens to be her namesake, being born. She was there for all her grands being born, she would be baby stalking like always.
I know she can see what is going on, and watching over us.
On Facebook this popped up and I didn’t know if I wanted to share it because it just made miss her even more:
Just felt like sharing this, I don’t know how to end this post.