A Conversation with Mother

 A Conversation with Mother 

By Barbara Thomas

Today happens to be the 15th anniversary since my Mother passed away, and I would dearly love to speak with her. 

I sat quietly so that I could get in the right frame of mind.  

The first question:  “Mum what is heaven like and did you meet up with both Dad and June and tell me please, is heaven as good as we are led to believe”

Mum said, “Heaven is within your soul and pain is a thing of the past” then added “we are all ok”

There was one more question I had to ask Mum “are you aware what is happening in my life, and I added that I was very aware of her presence around me like a warm blanket hugging me.

Mum said, “yes, my love I always said I would watch over you.”

I thanked her with tears in my eyes.

There had been so much I wanted to say but knew the moment would not last forever so I reminded Mum about the time she had a visit.

Dad had died roughly 3 weeks before and do you remember telling me that you had gone to bed, then about an hour later you said you heard a strange banging outside the bedroom door followed by a sensation that someone had come in the room, pulled the duvet back, and climbed into bed.

I also remember you saying, you scooted out of the room. Then you phoned me, and as I lived locally I came round immediately.  I checked the bedroom there was nothing there. I decided to stay over-night. 

In the morning, after breakfast, you told me how frighten you had been.

I told you that it could be Dad giving you a visit and would you like me to get my Bible and holy water and talk to whoever had frightened you? 

You agreed, so armed with the Holy book and water I entered your bedroom. Going round the room and spraying each corner plus reciting the Lord’s Prayer I spoke to whoever’s spirit was there and said “ Dad, if it was you who visited Mum please find another way to show you are there as Mum was frightened”

Mum, this is where things became strange. Mum if you recall you went to put the kettle on and as you passed the fireplace you noticed a badge that hadn’t been there before.

Mum your face was a picture. Because boldly printed on the badge were these words: 

       DO YOU LOVE ME ENOUGH TO GIVE ME YOUR LAST ROLO

 

A saying from an 80s advert selling Rolo sweets. 

That’s when you knew it was Dad, is that right Mum?

You said that that was Dads favourite saying. 

Problem solved Dad chose another way to let Mum know he was looking after her from the spirit world. 

These were the words I am hating to have to say but time was not our friend. 

“Well Mum it’s time now for me to go and it breaks my heart to say goodbye, but goodbye it is.”

“May you rest in peace and let the perpetual light shine

Upon you and may you live in the house of the Lord forever, Amen.”

“Goodbye sweet lady”

 

Copyright Barbara Thomas