I got an email from my childhood friend the other day. We go a long way back. Our families have known each other forever. We’re even distantly related.
We’ve kept in touch but not regularly. So her email was a surprise. She dreamt about my Mom. In the dream, my Mom was about 50-ish years old, wearing a yellow dress and carrying a Kelly bag . It tells you about my friend that there's a Kelly bag detail in there :-) but my Mom was very particular about her bags being roomy with plenty of compartments.
Anyway, in the dream, my mom was on her way out from church but came over to my friend. My Mom whispered to her to tell me to take it easy and to let me know that she was worried about the pace I was currently taking.
That sounds exactly like something my Mom would have said.
My friend is not prone to emailing me about her dreams (first time its happened in 20+years) and I’m not one to go about looking for signs. But, when something like this comes out of nowhere, you get to thinking.
This is the trajectory my thought process has taken:
I think that our parents never stop watching out for us. I think that their love for us is so deep and strong and abiding that - even in death - they will find a way to reach out to us.
This, in turn, reminds me of a letter my Dad left for us. I found in it in his briefcase a few days after we had buried him. He must have have written it just before we brought him to the hospital for the last time.
My Dearest Mama, Jun Jun, Grace and Gina:
I feel that I may not last very long as I feel this weakness every day. I want you to know that I love you very, very much. I could not ask more from a wife and as a Father from his children. You have made me a very happy husband and father. Thank you. I could not thank the Lord enough for giving you to me.
Love and help each other always. Give glory to God in everything we do. Remember those who have been good to us……Ninang Liy, Joseph and family, Mike and Lily. Do not forget Juliet and Nonoy. Help Vina when you can.
Most of all, stay close to each other and love each other always.
Make Mama happy. She has suffered enough for all of us.
Tell Lola Mi and my brothers and sisters that I love them. Do not forget Lolo Di.
I am sorry if I have not been a very good father to you. What I know is that I love you dearly and did my best.
As to where you want to keep my remains, I leave that to the best discretion of Mama...to a place convenient for you and you will incurr the least expense.
I hope my nephew and nieces are able to read this so they know how special their grandparents were.
As to my friend's dream - yeah - Ok, Mom. Got that. Say hi to everyone for me.