a young girl, I lost my mother at the age of nine. I didn't
know she was going to die and it was terribly traumatic for
me. I lived a lonely childhood as my father never remarried
and we lived in poverty with no communication.
first child was three months old, I had an ache in my heart
for my mother to see her, an ache unlike any lonely feeling
I had ever encountered. I bathed my daughter one day, dressed
her up really cute, put her in the buggy and went for a walk.
a sudden I saw this pretty gray haired older lady come walking
toward us. She looked right into the buggy, looked at me,
smiled and kept walking. I felt like my "heart fell to
my toes" because I knew it was the mother I hadn't seen
since I was a child.
she passed me, I had to turn around and look at her again.
I guess I wanted more of her attention. After all, I had been
without her for so many years (I am now 62 years old.)
turned, she also had turned to look at me and our eyes met
for the last time. I then turned back around, and when I looked
again she was gone. I believe it truly was my mother. I have
no doubt and feel no need to prove it to anyone. That's how
real it was.
Please respond to firstname.lastname@example.org
July 28, 2005