Week of September 12th, 2010

I have always hated it when I wake up crying because of a dream. Because most of the time, I have no clue what happened during the dream. I would open my eyes, my heart would be racing and my face would be trenched in tears.

This morning was different. I was in one of those stage where you ain't really asleep nor were you awake. You're not really sure if you're dreaming or not. (Talk about having an Inception moment...) And I think because of that reason, I remembered the dream so well.

I was just in some random room when Mom walked in. And suddenly, the room turned into a Church and Mom took a seat up in the front. I sat right behind her and bow my head and began to pray. That's when I heard Robin Mark's Be Unto Your Name

I opened my eyes to the song blasting in my ears while playing on my Last.fm. I saw Mom's face and remember how she looked like. She looked well, happy and healthy, just like my Mama that I remembered. Immediately I was in tears. I thanked her for visiting me while listened to the song twice more.

That dream completely caught me off guard. I had tears in my eyes for a few more hours as I lay in bed.
I miss her.
Thank you, Mama, for visiting me.

I love you, Mama.