My Grandmother she liked to be called, "Mom," came to me in my dream the other night. I don't mean I dreamed of her, I mean she visited me and it has been a long time since she has done that. She died a long time ago but would often come when I needed some sort of help - she was always there to give me a loving boost of energy when I needed it.
So, in my dream she was sitting on the patio and inside the house I could hear festive type noises, I think we were having some sort of celebration lunch. I told her she needed to come in and eat with us and she nodded but stayed seated in a patio chair.
She looked younger, like how I remember her when I was a kid - so pretty and kind. She told me to come here and when I did she took my hands in hers and said, "look at me." When I did, she looked deep into my eyes and told me that she was so proud of me. That I had become such a beautiful woman and that everything I have done was good and again that she loved me and was so proud of me.
I woke up shortly after that and I was just in tears. I am almost at the end of the first part of my INELDA course and have been thinking about how to go forth into the death doula world and if I was doing the right things and she came at the perfect time to tell me that I was indeed doing the right things.
Thanks Mom - I love you.
Not vicious or malicious
Just de-lovely and delicious