10.6.06

HAVE FAITH NEIL...

about 2 years after my mum died i had a dream that i went to the quayside market bout 15 miles from here...i got the most wonderful electric blue leather jacket...on the way home the car crashed and i got out unhurt but shaking and my mum was at the side of the road ...i ran to her and she cuddled me and said its going to be alright......i woke up the next day with the dream on my mind ..i said to my then husband i need to go to the quayside market and get a blue leather jacket..it was the 80's (not a good time for fashion)...on the way there i was telling my ex all about the dream....he was half listning...and a car past that i reckognized i said god that car past in the dream....got to the market it was so crowded my ex was in no mood for shopping ...there was no blue jacket on the rail..but i knew i had to get it like in the dream...so i ask the lady who was selling them could i look in the back rail behind the curtain...no word of a lie there was the bright blue leather jacket...in my size perfect!...getting out of the market was a nightmare as it was so crowded...i remember feeling detatched like i was flashing to the dream and thinking a sense of this isn't it...we we're driving down the last stretch of road before turning in to our street ...i and i started to relax thinking well nothing has happened...then SMACK!!....two young boys about 8 years old flew out the side road and in to our car...luckily my ex wasn't going to fast...but knocked them flying in to the road....he got out to see to them and i just sat there in a daze remebering the dream...police came..and the strangest thing as i looked to the side of the road i saw the two boys who were thankfully unhurt...been cuddled by their mums ...just like i was by my mum in the dream...ive had a few experiences like this since...like one day not long after my mum died i was so ill i couldnt eat or sleep i was a nervous wreck...one morning i was so distraught i was making the bed and for a brief second i thought my mum was still alive and i convinced myself that i could go visit her that day..then reality hit and it was like losing her all over again..i fell in to the bed and sobbed....neil she got in to bed with me and held me till i fell asleep...it was the warmest and most relaxed id felt in ages...also one day when chantal was about 3 years old she was playing in the yard and i left her for a few minutes to tend dinner...it was windy and the wind had blown down the board i put up to keep her in...unbeknown to me she had got out and was making her way to a busy road...as i was making the lunch when the big mucha mirror in the sitting room liturally jump off the wall and smashed..the hook was still in place and the cord on the mirror wasn't snapped...i knew it was my mum or someone saying quick chantals out....as i ran straight out and just scooped her up as she was about to step in to the road...why am i telling you this..cause i want you to have faith and know that what ever happens to your mum that you will never lose her.....my mum and dad have been there for me always...xxxxxxx.....this is a e-mail i sent to neil i want to give him hope that we NEVER lose the ones we love ....

26 Comments:

Blogger Dale said...

Dear Gypsy

I am looking at the screen through my tears.

I do believe that we never lose our loved ones - they just ascend to a different place to wait & watch out for us from upon that plane. We are surrounded.

There is a power to our dreams that goes beyond our mere day-to-day existence.

Personally, I am a "dreamer" & I do take stock in all that goes on in my head as I am sleeping.
There are times when I lay my head at night only to wonder what adventure awaits me!

We can speak with our passed loved ones through our dreams - I am sure of that.

Our God, or whoever we believe to be that higher power, is kind.
We will never be dealt anything that we are not able to handle within our own relm of self.
Although it might not seem fair as we may be forced to learn lessons through loss, grief & sadness.

There is a pupose to every season...

Thanks, Gypsy, for this powerful post & for another reason to ponder life.

Dale

10 June, 2006 00:33  
Blogger gypsy noir said...

i wrote it through tears as times like this we need to try and make sense of things and through are own experience help others...dale thankyou ..you are so philosphical and you have a loverly heart...

10 June, 2006 00:52  
Blogger Dale said...

I'm sure Neil appreciates your kindness, too.

10 June, 2006 01:28  
Blogger Koos F said...

Thanks Gypsy

When I hear about Neil I am so lost for words, it feels like paralysis. Luckily there is you to tell him we don't lose the ones we really love.
These are things one can find in books, churches have been built around that. Yet the words that are said in religion tend to sound hollow.
I can't imagine any other consolation stronger than this.

Apart from all this thanks for sharing these wonderful stories with us.

Love
Koos

10 June, 2006 09:51  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

"...stronger than this", 'this' meaning your words

10 June, 2006 11:06  
Blogger gypsy noir said...

thankyou koos you are so wise..i knew you would understand what im trying to say..i feel like we stumble at times like these scared of saying or doing the wrong thing ...but when it comes from the heart surely it can never be wrong..

10 June, 2006 11:47  
Blogger Anne-Marie said...

Gypsy,
This is such a lovely post. I lost my dad five years ago and I too believe he is always with me, watching and making sure that things are still alright. I grieved very deeply right after he died, and then my father-in-law told me that one day I would find the right place in my heart to put him and that my grief would be replaced by eternal love and comfort. It took about six months, but he was right. Now, I look back at all the years I enjoyed with him, remember them fondly, and he comes sometimes in my dreams. When I think of him during the day, it is always with sweetness and fondness. He is in a good place, free from pain, and I know he watched over his kids.

I hope Neil finds great comfort from this, Gypsy. It was a truly magnificent post, very moving.

Anne-Marie

10 June, 2006 12:32  
Blogger gypsy noir said...

thankyou anne marie i read your post about your special time of year and the memories of the loved ones you'd lost...it was very moving..i wanted to share this so as others like yourself and dale and koos would give their perspective and heartwarming thoughts for neil ..and hopefully one day when the pain eases neil will find his special place and belief that love never dies....thankyou again..x..

10 June, 2006 12:48  
Blogger Dale said...

Thanks Gypsy!

I figured you, being a Geordie yourself, could fill me in.

I love all the neat sayings & history that surrounds the UK.

:)
Dale

verification: dmnotgi

- that must be for BJ!

10 June, 2006 17:34  
Blogger Dale said...

BTW I have a bit of an iterest in the Jacobite Rebellion.
The battles of Prestonpans & Culloden. It seems to be such a sad & troubled time in history for the proud Scots.

10 June, 2006 17:47  
Blogger gypsy noir said...

its like its says in the dictionary there are many explinations so you never really know ...ha yes apt verification..they seem to do that sometime...

10 June, 2006 17:54  
Blogger gypsy noir said...

oh yes your george will know about that being a scot himslef...they fight long and hard for their independance..

10 June, 2006 17:55  
Blogger Dale said...

Hope you're having a good day, Gypsy.

Enjoy your Sunday dinner!

xxx
Dale

11 June, 2006 13:29  
Blogger gypsy noir said...

dale you always cheer me up..x..

11 June, 2006 20:32  
Blogger Vallypee said...

Dear, very dear, Gypsy, I just wanted to let you know that I have never been more moved than I was when I read your post....the closeness you had and still have with your mother is so strong and so special, and the way you wrote about it to Neil to share that with him. It will be such a comfort to Neil..to know that whatever happens, his mother will still be there, somehow.

I can so well believe that it brought back all those feelings and memories in writing and that you were in tears. It is so very beautiful...I am only sad I never had that...to read about it is to yearn for such closeness.

You have given a very special gift to Neil. I thank your sweet heart.

I got back this afternoon, but then a friend from England arrived and we went out for a drink, so this is the first moment I've really had write again! Now it 1.20 and I have to go to bed again....it's been soooo hot here today, over 30...am rambling now, got to sleep. More tomorrow, xxx Val

11 June, 2006 23:27  
Blogger gypsy noir said...

thankyou val its lovely to have you back..x...the closeness you missed with your mum is heartbreaking...but you have that bond with your girls so they will have it with you...

12 June, 2006 00:39  
Blogger gypsy noir said...

but i somehow think that there is a closeness with your mum now...because you yearn for it ..its there...

12 June, 2006 00:42  
Blogger gypsy noir said...

oh how lovely itl be great for you to see them..lol..young kids as in age not angus..we have already established theres to be no more..>:0(..i rewrote history for you remember...

12 June, 2006 13:31  
Blogger Dale said...

I thought you actually re-wrote the future...

Dream on, Dale!

12 June, 2006 14:20  
Blogger gypsy noir said...

oh yes...lol...silly me forgot about that..or the history in the future..hmmm..

12 June, 2006 14:25  
Blogger gypsy noir said...

a/dale you have already been shocked by the look on your face ac/dc..

12 June, 2006 15:56  
Blogger Dale said...

PTfan wins the prize...

;)

12 June, 2006 19:29  
Blogger gypsy noir said...

are you saying its keith???

12 June, 2006 21:06  
Blogger Dale said...

What?

The prize is Keith?

13 June, 2006 00:08  
Blogger neilbymouth said...

thanx gypsy and all of you, i cant bear it. ive got to but i cant, i need to sleep

13 June, 2006 23:03  
Blogger gypsy noir said...

you are doing just fine babe..

14 June, 2006 23:38  

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