I saw my mom last night...

Disclaimer: Some people probably wont believe anything in this post. I am not trying to convince people of something that may be against their beliefs. My intent on posting this is not for any reason other than for myself. I want to make sure to get this special experience written down so as not to forget it. I plan to have my blog printed into a book next year so I am writing this for my records... so that I can always have this to reflect on.

Around 1:30 ish last night I saw my mom. I didn't expect it. I went to roll over and noticed a figure standing by my door in my bedroom. It took a minute to realize that it was my mom. She wasn't very vivid. It was almost like an outline of her body with faint coloring to her. She was wearing her normal every day style of clothing. The thing that made me realize it was her was her hair. She started moving closer to the end of the bed and kinda lifted up so she could look down at me. She then vanished. I turned back over intent on waking Mike up and saw her standing on his side of the bed. She then started moving like she was coming around to my side of the bed but vanished again. I was laying there on my back and all of a sudden I felt someones arms wrap around me in a hug. I can't even explain the feeling. It wasn't as strong as if a human were hugging me. It was a much lighter pressure but I could just feel arms around me that held me for like 10 seconds. I just laid there enjoying the warmth I felt, and tears came to my eyes. I then thanked my mom for being there for me.

I am so glad I had that experience. I have told Mike often that one of the things that kills me is knowing she can't be here physically. I was just wanting to be able to hug her one last time. I think that was her way of answering my wishes.

I laid there in bed for about an hour after that trying to decide if that was real. I think it was real and I don't think I was asleep. I honestly think she came to visit. I talked to my dad this morning and told him about it. He said sometime in the middle of the night he woke up and was just having a hard time. He felt so empty and was missing my mom. So he said a prayer. He said a warm feeling surrounded him. I was joking with him and told him that after my mom visited him she figured she might as well stop by my room since she was already here.

Anyways... I am so glad I have this experience to remember her by. I love her so much and I am glad to know she is still around me and that I can feel her spirit with me. I honestly don't know how people could NOT believe in an afterlife. There is so much proof that spirits do go on. It also helps to know I will see her again someday.

P.S. My dad and I went and put poinsettias on her grave today. My roses were still there from last weekend. They are actually still looking good. I figure that is probably because they were under a pile of snow and probably frozen in a state of perfection. I feel better knowing she has flowers on her grave. She knows she is loved and missed.