{"id":803,"date":"2019-05-12T13:12:59","date_gmt":"2019-05-12T13:12:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lorenavedon.com\/?p=803"},"modified":"2019-05-12T13:26:12","modified_gmt":"2019-05-12T13:26:12","slug":"happy-mothers-day-mom","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lorenavedon.com\/index.php\/2019\/05\/12\/happy-mothers-day-mom\/","title":{"rendered":"Happy Mother&#8217;s Day Mom"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"fb-root\"><\/div>\n<p>Its been 5 years since you passed, and today is Mother&#8217;s Day. You used to tell me that &#8220;every day is Mother&#8217;s Day&#8221; and you are right. Every day I think of you, I miss you and I feel you around me, not only inside my heart but in everything I do.<\/p>\n<p>Today I flew the Flags as it is customary to do so. It is Sunday and people no doubt are getting ready to take their Mom&#8217;s to brunch or to give them a call, or if they are far away have sent flowers or a card that their Mom would receive the day before. I remember that one day I will see you again as I once did in 2017 when you appeared in my bedroom in Hawaii, you lit up the room and appeared to be about 30 years old. At first I thought I was dreaming but I was awake and it was about 3AM. You smiled at me, and left me as quickly as you came. I cried and at the same time was filled with joy.<\/p>\n<p>Left in the pitch black of my room I swung my legs over the edge of my bed and fumbled for my house slippers in the darkness. I got up and just walked around the house, but you weren&#8217;t there. I stayed up most of the rest of the night and at dawn I finally fell asleep. At last I felt at peace, it was ok to touch your things, to go into your room.<\/p>\n<p>I hadn&#8217;t seen your face or been able to picture you for almost 3 years. I presume it was my minds defense mechanisms protecting me from the sorrow of your passing. You know I cried, and you knew everything and came to let me know it was all ok. I shared my experience with my daughter and a few loved ones who I knew wouldn&#8217;t think I was hallucinating or having a dream. For I was fully awake, fully aware, and finally at peace.<\/p>\n<p>Your ashes rest in the living room of my home as they did when I was in Hawaii. But that is not where you are. You are everywhere, you are perfect, and you are home.<\/p>\n<p>I love you so much Mom. There are no words to describe how much I miss you. You came to let me know, you are watching me, you love me and that you are ok. Every day is Mother&#8217;s Day&#8230; every day&#8230;,<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_805\" style=\"width: 874px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-805\" class=\"size-full wp-image-805\" src=\"http:\/\/lorenavedon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/05\/LorenMom.jpg\" alt=\"Mom, Me, Thanksgiving\" width=\"864\" height=\"498\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-805\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">My Mother and me at Thanksgiving<\/p><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Mom Arrives in Hilo\" width=\"500\" height=\"281\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/xknBzdNjI2o?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Its been 5 years since you passed, and today is Mother&#8217;s Day. You used to tell me that &#8220;every day is Mother&#8217;s Day&#8221; and you are right. Every day I think of you, I miss you and I feel you around me, not only inside my heart but in everything I do. 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