My Mother And My Father

[poliphilo]

We had to pick my mother up off the floor yesterday morning; she'd fallen while moving between her bedside commode and the bed and couldn't get up again. She wasn't badly injured- and by now she'll have forgotten it ever happened.

My father turned up in my dreams last night- looking young and with a shine around him. He apologised for not being in a position to help more.

Only he said, "We" not "I"- as if he were speaking for my mother as well as himself.

When he makes these appearances I never recognise him as dead.

Comments

[athenais.livejournal.com]

My dad never comes around in my dreams. I think he did once not too long after he died, but it was definitely not any sort of comfort visit. More like, oh hey, different planes of existence, just checking in.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

My father's visits seem purposeful. He's the only deceased person who does this- or- at least- the only one whose visits I remember.

We weren't particularly close when he was alive, but we're great friends now.