My angel

Any time I dream about my mom there is a constant in every dream  -

I'm sobbing.

It didn't matter what was happening in the dream- I would be crying so hard and a lot of times I would wake up crying.

It has been a while since I have dreamed of her.

But last night was the first time that I wasn't sobbing in the dream.

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She came into the room and everyone was so excited to see her except me.

I was scared of her.

The next thing I know I am laying on a bed and my mom is sitting on the bed with me.

I grabbed her hands and I couldn't believe that she was sitting right in front of me.

She squeezed my hands tight, looked into my eyes and said with a sort of stern conviction,

"You, are doing an amazing job."

All I could say was "My dear God."

I couldn't believe that this was happening!

I am clinging onto her hands for dear life when the dream changes and all I know is that she got scary and I was scared of her again.

Isn't that strange?

I have never been afraid of her.

But in this dream she was so beautiful and haunting, I can still feel her.

I hope next time I dream of her I wont cry, I wont be scared and that we can have a good time instead of a sob fest ;)