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Dreaming About Momma

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Sharing a dream I had about my momma, who passed away several years ago. Loved ones may be gone, but they are never forgotten.

Dreaming About Momma

I had a really nice dream about Momma the other night. We were working in her back yard, getting flower seedlings out of her cold frame to plant in the garden. She had her favorite straw hat on, some blue jeans and a buttoned shirt tucked into her waistband. (I mention this because she hadn't worn her shirts tucked in for years.)  She picked up a flat of flowers and walked off towards the garden, then the dream ended.

I just wanted to share this, for those who have lost someone close to them. They may be gone, but never forgotten. They will always live in your heart.

Sharing a dream I had about my momma, who passed away several years ago. Loved ones may be gone, but they are never forgotten.

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  1. Sweet dreams are truly a blessing from the Lord. What a great dream too…outdoors, smelling the fresh air with one you love:)

  2. I had a dream of my grandmother soon after she died. She was standing in my bedroom looking down at me sleeping, and then my grandfather (who had passed a few months prior) joined her, took her hand, and walked her away. I still wonder if it was real or a dream. Either way, it was very comforting. I hope you find the same comfort in dreams of your momma.

  3. I too have dreams of my mother. Sometimes we go shopping, sometimes we just hang out. As soon as I realize that my mom is in my dreams sometimes I wake up from surprise and loneliness. I miss her lots. I wasn’t with her when she passed so very shortly after she came to me in a dream and just gave me a hug to let me know it was going to be ok and she was fine. She was looking younger and healthier than I had seen her in years and she looked happy. Thanks for sharing. It’s not easy.

    1. The dream I had this morning was strange. We were at some sort of tour together, and she bought a couple of new gardening hats in the gift shop – one baseball cap and one visor. As we were going through looking at exhibits with the group. she fell behind the crowd. I went to find her, and found her resting on a bench. She told to go on ahead because she couldn’t keep up. We hugged and I told her I loved her and I missed her, and then I woke up. I swear I could still feel her arms around me.

      Once I woke up, I went out and worked in the garden, which always reminds me of her. I had to smile as I was out working. I was moving weeds, of all things (moving some mullein from where they had volunteered to the north edge of a bed), and I was thinking, “What would mom think about me fussing over weeds instead of pulling them out?” Then I figured had she known what they could be used for, she would have been right beside me. 🙂

  4. I like to think that our dream are their way of visiting us. It’s so comforting to know they are there watching over us, and sometimes able to just give us a little encouragement.

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