Last Night My Mother Came To Visit Me

But she passed away in 2015.

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Introduction

I don’t know how to explain what happened last night; I don’t even know if it was a dream or if it actually happened. I am unsure if this is an article, but my feelings are real. I need to write it down, and I may publish my experience.

My mother passed away three months before my wedding in 2015, but last night, she paid me a visit to my bedroom, and we had a cwtch (cuddle).

Working Late

I worked late last night, felt very tired and forced my food down, knowing I needed the energy boost. I don’t like eating too late, but it was a necessity, having probably only eaten around 1,000 calories that day.

Everyone was in bed and fast asleep, I did my usual checks to make sure everything was locked up and got myself ready for bed. I must have fallen asleep before my head hit the pillow, and I was away in noddy land, probably snoring my head off.

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The Dream

I was in an old building much like my junior school; walking down the cold concrete stairs, my hand slipped down the metal handrail; as I approached the bottom, I saw a few pieces of paper on the floor, on it a drawing of a pirates outfit coloured brown and black.

I noticed a woman at the bottom of the stairs she was holding a bag, I assumed the paper was hers so bent down and picked it up. As I raised my head to return the paper, my eyes filled with tears.

“Mum, oh my god, mum, it’s you”

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She said nothing to me but had a big smile on her face; I cwtched (cuddled) into her and felt her warm body next to mine. I could really feel her. My brain was spinning. How could this be? How was she here?

I shouted with tears of joy, “mum I miss you so much”

Then my wife woke up, “Rob, what's wrong?”

As I sat up wide awake, my mum stood next to my bed; I held her hand………..

“It’s my mum. Can’t you see her?”

I looked at my wife, Laura. She looked confused and rubbed her eyes, turning the lamp on next to her bed.

“Look, see I said” As I turned back, my mother had gone, I burst into tears “MMMMMUUUUUUMMMMMMM, Where are you? Please come back MMMUUUUUUUMMMM”

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The Reality

My wife Laura started crying too, “Rob, what is going on? Please tell me?”

I said nothing, realising it must have been a dream, but how could it have been? I felt her; I held my mother, and she smiled. She was in my bedroom. I saw her with my own eyes.

I needed some fresh air, a drink and a few minutes to myself; Laura knew I had something to process and left me alone; she knows me well enough to have done so.

Was The Experience Real?

I still do not understand what happened. Was it a dream? A vision, Was it real? Did I experience an out-of-body experience? The honest answer is I have no freaking idea.

What I do know is that for those few minutes, I saw my mother and felt so happy; I wanted to go back to sleep and see her again; I wanted to tell her about my life, and I hoped she was proud of me.

I want to show her my two daughters, who she had never met; I want to tell her about my wedding day because she died three months earlier.

“Mum, I miss you so much”