It’s a strange feeling when there’s something you desperately want to ask to one specific person but that specific person is gone. My Mom, as most women are, was the backbone and information hub for our family. When you lost the remote or the book you were reading, she knew exactly where it was. When…
Tag: death
Dreams of My Mom
Last night was the first time I had a dream about my mom since she died. In my dream, we were both inside of a house, except it was falling out of the sky like Dorothy’s in the Wizard of Oz. My Mom and I were staring out the window of the plummeting house but we were… content.
My Mama
When my mother died, the funeral director asked if we’d like copies of her fingerprints. Apparently it’s common to get jewelry or other keepsakes with a loved one’s prints on them. Of course we’d said yes, I was desperately grasping for anything that would keep my mother close to me.
Taylor’s Times 