Bereavement
In reply to the discussion: My Mother's dead. I don't know what to do. I'll never be able to hug [View all]Joinfortmill
(18,464 posts)My mother died in 2010. I sat in my condo for five days, alone, contemplating my complicated relationship with the person who was probably the closest to me before I had my children. It was August and it was hot. A large green bush outside my living room window had refused to flower that year. Who knows why. Maybe the gardeners hadn't fertilized it enough. Maybe the August heat was too much for the delicate blooms. On the last day before I was to go back to work, I sat by that window, sipping coffee and gazing outside. I noticed one small white flower on the bush. It was shaped like a tiny cross. My mother was a devout Catholic all her life. I was not. The longer I looked at that tiny flower, the more I felt that it was a sign from my mother. I felt certain she was now with her God. Was it a coincidence? A fluke? I don't know. I just know how I felt.
I don't know if you will ever receive a sign from your mom, but I wouldn't be surprised if you did. Love has no boundaries. In the meantime, you can hug her in your thoughts/dreams.
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