I must say...time does fly. Life does go on without you. And the world does not stop
when you are drowning.
It has been a very long time since I have been on my own blog. To tell you the truth
I am impressed I could have had one. I have no idea how to post a picture anymore.
I am sure I could learn...and that would be fun to do once again.
So, what have I been doing the last few years.....Much.
I had a great job where I would drive all over and check out different products. Making sure
they had the right price, making sure they were set up correctly and so on. One day on the
way home...I was hit by the Truck behind me at a stop light. The driver told me he was
reaching for his soft drink. He was sorry and did have a good insurance. My car was totaled.
This wonderful car that I am waited so long to have gotten. It has air and a CD player. I believed
I could go anywhere in it with no problems.
This all took place at the first start of people losing their homes, banks close and jobs were
being taken away. We are self employed and when there is no home or jobs..we have no work.
It was a rough time...and my money to replace my car...went to pay our bills. Kinds of a around
the block blessing. We so need money to pay out bills and to stay afloat. I was able to take over my Dad's car...and 1986 Capri. Good shape...runs great and had a good air con.
Looking back...losing my job was all part of the plan that was next to come in my life.
My Mom's health going down hill. She started having these spills..where it seem to
be more like a stroke. All the signs were there. But, she would come out of them by the
time was rushed to the hospital. Little by little she very slowly stop having any interest in anything. She had a hard time talking and didn't really want to eat anymore. As a family
we tried anything. After a few months at home in her hospital bed in the living room she pasted away in her sleep. One thing I have learned...you really can't prepare yourself when your Mother pastes. The pain is so bad you wish you could cut it out of your body because you feel like
it is eating at you. And even though you know she is fine, happy and you will see her once again. It doesn't matter...I wanted her back, here with me in good health.
A year pasted and I was still feeling so hurt and depressed. I was not moving on.
Until one night I had a dream. Now mind you I dream every night, at nap time...always.
I would often see my Mom in my dreams...but, she was always off to the side..doing something or helping one of my daughters in some way. But, this dream was different. It was just her and I.
There was nothing but blackness...but our faces were bright as if a spot light was on them.
My Mom said to me...Kimberlie, You are missing me way too much. And thinking of me too
much as well. You need to stop this. You are putting me before God and Jesus..and that
just can not be. They always come before anyone. She then told me...I will always be your Mom.
You will always be my daughter. That will never change. You will always be special to me.
I told her..ok Mom I get it. I won't think or miss you so much. And so fast...and right to the person she is...she said..a bit upset...Well, I didn't mean that! I said...no Mom I get it.
I will always miss you and think of you. But, not before God or Christ..I get it. You will be always my Mom. I will always be your daughter..nothing has changed and nothing will. We are special to one another. That is where I woke up. She had to tell me...to live on. That I have much work to do for our Father in Heaven and our Savior Jesus Christ. I was losing the honor of serving
our God and Savior. So, I am doing my best to get my placement in the world once again. Not each day is easy or hour..but, When your Mom tells you something..You got to listen. : )
What a blessing this has been for me. Not everyone is blessed with being able to see and
receive a message frp, a loved one. And you know what...we do become younger when
we move on to Heaven. I knew she was my Mom...but, she was much younger now. Now. that is something to look forward too.
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