
Lately I've been dreaming a lot about my Mom. The dreams are very vivid, but I do not think they are anything more than my subconscious working out my grief. For instance this morning I awoke from a dream where my Mom was smoking a cigarette, and when in the dream state I registered my shock knowing that she had quit smoking long before, she stated "what's the use, I'm going to die of cancer anyway." Last week I awoke in a cold sweat from a dream where she said "no one ever asks if I'm lonely."
As stated above I do not believe these are some sort of communications from the beyond, but coming from my wish that I could speak with her about some current things I'm going through, and perhaps because of all those Mother's Day ads, and store displays that have popped up over the last month. This year especially Mother's Day will be a tough one.
From the desk of Susan Demeter-St. Clair..... My Web Journal These are my random thoughts, bits of writing, photos, and whatever else catches my fancy or ire on any given day......

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