Have You ever seen a Dream Walking? Well, I did,

Today I walked down the stairs turned into the kitchen and was my Mother sitting at the kitchen table with the dog at her feet. Tootsie was in the room when Ma died, and I think she somehow knew when she left. Tootsie loved her. Ma loved Tootsie.

I was speechless…..”No, you aren’t dreaming” she said, “Can I have some coffee….if you have enough?”


She walked over to the kitchen counter and watched with interest how the Kuerig coffee machine worked…..hmmm she said.  She asked me if I remembered how she liked her coffee.  “Half coffee, half water, with just a little cream”  She liked to drink coffee at my house because I always had flavored creamers, she never bought it….too extravagant.  She used skim milk at home.

I sat down across from her and she smiled.  “It’s my birthday you know.  I would be ninety today, what a party that would be.  You girls always overdid it, but I liked it.”

She had heard me asking her to visit. She picked this special day, her birthday, to finally come. Sometimes I thought the dreams of her were just dreams.  She assured me that anytime I thought she was here….she was. Did you send the dragonflies that day?  Of course she did, she said with a smirk……who else?

I asked her what it was like…wherever she was. Impossible to describe she said….there are no “words” to even begin to help me understand.

She told me to get my shit together, quit mourning, and fix things.  Things are such a mess, how do I fix it all?  She smiled her familiar purse lip smile and told me I knew what to do.  I always knew what to do.  Just do it.

Did you have any cookies?  “You always have good cookies for Joe”.  Oreos or Chips Ahoy?  When she didn’t answer I turned around ……….and she was gone.  Her coffee cup was still there, I could smell her Emeraude cologne, but she was gone.  Dammit!  I looked at the clock, and it was 4:44, our favorite number.

I can’t tell anyone about this, they will think I have lost my mind.

As Ma would say, “We had a nice visit”.

Happy Birthday Ma.  If I’d known you were coming I’d have baked a cake.

A dream??  I have no idea.  But, it was nice seeing her.

14 thoughts on “Have You ever seen a Dream Walking? Well, I did,

  1. Your story reminds me of times when I miss people and I pretend they are in my house with me, all day. It doesn’t always “work” but when it does I usually have a quiet nostalgic day. I think of what they would say when I put on my socks the wrong way and I am conscious of them judging me when I decide to have ice cream right after brushing my teeth but before bedtime. It feels like they are with me to such a point that I surprise myself having entire conversations with them (sometimes aloud!).

    I don’t think it’s dreaming. I think feel that way because we have no control on when it happens or how long it lasts.

    Happy Birthday to your Mom and I hope she visits again 🙂

    • Thanks for visiting and for your reply! You are right, we have no control over these kind of things…..but I wish we did. There are some days I just wish to talk to my Mom, and I do. I confess that I talk out loud to her thinking maybe it is easier to hear what I am saying. I hope she comes back too!

  2. I don’t think it was a dream…and if it was, so what…she still reached out to you.
    My mom visits me a lot in my dreams. Some are strange, but some are so lifelike.

    I don’t think you are crazy, but I do envy you a bit.
    I’d love to have a nice visit with my mom.

    hugs to you my dear.

  3. You are so blessed to have had that dream! I believe in dreams and the hereafter because I have seen the hereafter and know that our angels in heaven are always with us. Love you bunches Reenie!

    • My dear Cheryl, You know me better than anybody…and little Lois would do something just like this wouldn’t she. You need to tell me more about your experience someday.

  4. I knew it was coming, I knew it when I saw the picture of your mom as your profile. And, no it was not a dream. It was a visit, a message. since we’re twins, why wouldn’t you get visits from your mom on important days like I get visits from my dad. You see Mo, as long as your heart is open to receiving these gifts, you will get those messages. Mom is with you, always, she doesn’t stop loving you just because her physical body isn’t here. Her emotional and spiritual body never dies. I am so happy, sweetie, that you got this gift from her. Enjoy it, remember it. You will get others, when you need them most. I believe in you. Love, Twin

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