I am back. Just at work, not so busy and I decided to share an experience I had after my mum passed away. As per my previous experience, I did share that my mum was obviously trying to be there for me after she was gone. This I found a little strange and would love to know your thoughts. So here it goes.
Mum passed in January 2014. She was not really well leading up to her passing, but she always did her own cooking, washing and cleaning. She and dad lived in the main building, and I lived with my family in our little 1 roomed granny cottage. We would often cook and share our meals as my dad would often eat with my children. She knew I hated herbs and would never dare to send me some. I still remember the day she cooked it, and we laughed about how I said I would rather die than eat herbs. I remember putting it into the freezer so she and my dad could have the leftover food another day.
Approximately a month after her passing, my colleague and I were having lunch, and she said to me that she dreamt of my late mum the night before. She said that my mum was all jovial and told her to please advise me to take out the container with cooked herbs from the freezer, if not it will lie there until she is born again. I actually spilt my tea all over my clothing that day. I was shocked beyond words. Only I had known this not even my dad, let alone a colleague. She only saw my mum from afar on the day of her funeral. My colleague even described the container it was in. My colleague was no psychic or mind reader, just an ordinary girl. I got home that afternoon from work, and the first thing I did was go to the freezer. Lo and behold, right there in front of me was the container. I just stood there a while and stared into space. I defrosted the food and fed it to the birds by placing it under a tree. It had been there more than a month. If she was still there it would have been eaten. I no longer find these things strange as I have come to terms that our loved ones are always there even when they are no longer physically present.
An update: I now love herbs, and my husband often jokes about me eating grass (that is what he calls it)
I miss my parents dearly, but I know that wherever my mum is she is having a good laugh at me as I am still living and loving the herbs.
Thank you for reading
Love & Light
SashB
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