February 1st, 2007, 08:09 PM
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Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: Central Maine
Posts: 134
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You aren't crazy. I think we all 'see' them in our own way. I don't see Isabella, but I feel her w/ me a lot. I sense her presence around. I believe my girls can see her... my 3 y/o has informed on several occasions that she has played with her.
Months after she died, I had this wonderful dream. It was one time only, I have not had such a dream since. In my dream, the event had occured and I had buried her... everything that had happened to that point had happened too in my dream. But in the dream, I came back to Maine to visit my family and in the living room there she was. There were words from the ppl around me something about having to teach me to be responsible or blah blah whatever I didn't care what they were saying, Isabella was in the living room and was estatic to see me. I ran to her...... in slow motion as dreams always go......... and I crouched down and just held her and kept looking at her and touching her hair (that she had just finally started to get!) and good grace I could smell her! I could smell her and feel her and here her and I was hysterical in my dream crying telling her I was so sorry and she would touch my face like I used to hers when she was sad or had fallen and she kept saying it is ok mommy I am ok I love you over and over....... I remember some one trying to wake me up, I guess I was crying for real, and I just remember not wanting to wake up... just wanting to stay there where she was alive again. I swear when I opened my eyes the scent of her was still on my hands. Sometimes even now when I tell this story I can almost smell her........
I can almost always sense her, especially when I am crying by myself or when I am missing her more than usual. To be honest, I don't care if I am imagining feeling her around me because I think it will make me feel better... let someone prove to me that is not possible. I take comfort in this and I don't care how real or unreal it might be.... we all have to have something like that to hang onto... we have to know they haven't completely left us behind.... that we loved them enough they are still by our sides in some way or another. We all need that somewhere inside ourselves no matter what religion you are or what you believe in, we all need that hope they are never really fully gone. Because that thought is unfathomable.
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