I had a strange conversation with my aunt the other day as I drove home from work. Using the speaker phone in my car is safer and often better than listening to the radio when you are talking to friends and relatives. I try to catch up with my Mama’s baby sister every couple of months, so I called her. My aunt told me she was meaning to call me on this very day I had called her. You never know if folks were really meaning to call you, or if they just want you to know they are thinking about you also.
However, I believe my aunt was really about to call me. After hearing who had been to visit her, I believe she was not just saying this to be nice.
My aunt said, “You won’t believe who came to see me last night.” I don’t remember what my response was, but I pretty much said, “Just go ahead and tell me.” She said, “I saw your Mama.”
Seeing that my Mama has passed away, I knew that she didn’t really come to see her baby sister and her baby sister is not any more (or less) crazy than the rest of us. She’s a retired educator, mother and grandmother who enjoys traveling with her husband in their retirement.
But like most folks, I wanted to know about my Mama and how she was doing and try to figure out if she’s been watching over us. So I asked my aunt if Mama had anything to say. I was disappointed when she said, “She didn’t say a word.”
I’m not a believer in ghosts or anything, but I’m still interested when people tell me about their dreams. That is what happened with my aunt. She explained that in her dream, she was inside the old home place, probably for a reunion of sorts. My aunt said the door opened and my Mama came right in. Not the old version, but the younger version of Mama, when I was a little boy.
My aunt explained that her only sister, my Mama, walked right in and hugged her like she had never been hugged before. She said the hug was so real and so startling; the dream woke her up.
After she told me this story of her dream, I told her, “I understand why Mama came back, I understand why she hugged you and I understand why she was so happy.”
My aunt told me this dream before I had told her the reason that I called, which was good family news. News that would have given Mama comfort.
We often face situations where we know that things are too strange to believe. Regular folks just don’t come back from the dead. I know that. However, somewhere in the midst of it all, I know there are a lot of things that we don’t understand and we are not even capable of knowing. I’m to the point in life where I am not only fine with not understanding, but I kind of like the “peace” that it gives me.
I wish Mama would have come to hug me in my dreams. I’ve never had a baby sister, but I know they are a big deal. My baby brother was and will always be a big deal to me. So my feelings are not hurt and I’m not going to call the psychic hotline – I don’t need answers.
Karma is not the right word, but it is close. In that all of the things that happened in the past, definitely affect the future, maybe folks can come back and enjoy good news and see how they have influenced the future.
Mama always said that eating pork chops would make you dream. If eating pork chops resulted in a big hug from my Mama (even in my dreams) – It’s time for me to go see the butcher!
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Your aunt had a very sweet dream!
Posted by: Jane Ginn Brown | 03/10/2016 at 11:45 PM