May 10, 2010

  • Another dream remembered on this Mother's Day, May 9, 2010.

    I walked into our master bedroom and inside were my stepfather and mom. He greeted me and I greeted him. I was getting ready for a formal event and left the room to do just that. I reentered the room and my mom was laying in bed. I walked over to her and told her, "I'm going to school now." She asked, "You're not going?" I clarified, "I am going."

    When I went downstairs I saw my lola by the door, and she was spitting something out as if she had just drank something incredibly bitter. There was a potted plant near her and another bucket of water. I wanted to ask, "Lola, what are you doing?!" but she was already on her way out the door.

    I went to the cemetery today and laid two beautiful bouquets down on my mom's and lola's adjacent graves. It was a cathartic time where I prayed, cried, and thanked them for all their guidance and for pouring themselves into me.