Today I am going to blog about something that was very strange, but very real to me. On Friday night, May 1, I had a dream about my mother. Let me just start by saying that I haven't dreamed about my mom since right after her death. I remember she looked so healthy and happy, smiling and laughing. She told me that she was not coming back but not to be sad, that she was happy. I told her that if she was not coming back then I had one request from her. That request was to look over my grandchildren and make sure that they were safe and healthy. She said she would and then she was gone or I woke up, I don't really remember. This dream seemed so real to me, like she was really there. I remember when my father in-law was ill he told me he had a dream about his dad and when I asked him if it was real he said that he was not sure. That is the same feeling that I had when I woke up.
On Saturday, May 2, my husband, my grand daughter and I were doing a little shopping, went to see my granson, went to the plant store on 5th Street, and then were heading home. For some reason I had my grand daughter sit behind the driver's seat instead of the passenger seat. She rarely ever sits on that side of the car. She got in the car and then my husband put the flat of plants where she normally sits because the trunk was full of groceries.
We were heading up 5th Street right before Chipperfield when all of the sudden this deer comes out of no where and hits the passenger side of the car sideways. My husband said it looked like it was the biggest deer he had ever seen. He said he saw it hit the side of the car, at which point my husband turned his head very quickly. The deer took off the side mirror, put a small dent in the rear passenger door, and blew out both passenger windows.
A side view of the car.
You can actually see where my husband's feet were on the floor.
You can see the plants in the back and all the glass where my grand daughter was sitting.
I said "What the f#$k was that" and then pulled over to the side of the road. There was glass in every part of that car, on the dash, on the floor, on the seats, in the ashtray, in all of the vents, and even between the driver's doors and the seats, and all over us. Our first concern was our grand daughter. She was crying, but more out of fear than being hurt. She only got a few small cuts, only like paper cuts, on her one arm. She was so scared. Then I noticed that my husband's face got a couple of cuts on it and was bleeding. It looked worse than what it was. I asked him if he needed an ambulance and he said no, that he was OK. We called the cops and after they left we drove on home.
Now back to the reason for this blog. I am by no means what would be considered a religious person. I believe in God and also like to think that when we are no longer on this ride called life that we go to a better place. I truly believe that my mom coming to me in a dream was a sign from her and that she was looking over my grand daughter and protecting her, and that she is our guardian angel. I have no other explanation for why I had her sit on the other side of the car. Normally my husband would just put the flat in behind the driver's seat and she would sit where she normally sits behind the passenger seat. We are so thankful that she was not sitting there because she would have taken the brunt of all that glass and would most likely have been severely cut or worse. All I can say is thank you mom for protecting my grand daughter.
Today it has been 4 months since my mom passed away. Even though she is gone she is still with us and around us, I believe that. The sadness does not go away, but we all do what we have to do to survive and keep her in our memory. She was the most giving person, always smiling even though things were not always great, and touched ever person she came in contact with. Thanks again Mom. Keep watching over my grand children and seeing to it that they are safe. I have no doubt you were there with us on Saturday. I will love you always.
