What to make of this?

[Kitsune 205]

On April 29th, 2005 my mother passed away, and I was around 13 at the time, and it rocked me. Luckily, my beliefe in meditation, Astral Projection, and Lucid Dreaming made the experience much easier on me than it had been on my sister and father. I am home from school today, because my sister has a dance competition in Ohio, so I figured I'd watch two episodes of one of my Moms favorite shows, The Nanny. It was the episode before Fran and Max marry eachother, and something most interesting happened to me. Max's ex-wife Sara (Who passed away sometime ago), came to visit him to let him know he's making the right choice. I didn't think much of it, after all, it's just a TV show. But then I got this weird feeling, and something happened as Sara spoke "Be happy honey, I'll always love you". Something 'clicked' if you will, as she spoke those words. I felt a presence shortly after, so my question to you all is, was that just some mental thing, or did my deceased mother actually mean that as a message? It sounds dumb, I know, but just take sometime to read it over... It's my opinion it was her, but I'd like to here some other opinions as well.

[pj]

Rather than offer an opinion, I'll tell you an experience of my own. The background in the tiniest of nutshells; we are raising two nieces who were taken away from their alcoholic and abusive mother by the state. (We had nothing to do with the intervention.) In three years, this decision has cost us our relationship with most of our extended family, who have chosen to buy into the mother's delusion that we somehow orchestrated this whole thing out of some twisted need to have two more children in our home. Our only true advocate, who made it her business to understand what was going on (because we have chosen not to advertise what or why we are doing what we are doing out of respect for the mother,) was my mother-in-law. She passed away very suddenly and under horrific circumstances last September, leaving my wife and me with... well, a mess. A mess that we didn't think we were going to survive in addition to all we were already doing. A s the holidays approached, my wife was struggling horribly with the holidays without her mom and the other family circumstances, and on and on. Life was hard and getting harder. I was laying on the couch in our living room very early in the morning. And I lay there wondering if it was really all worth it. Through the front door, my paternal grandmother walked in. She has been dead since the very early 1970's, yet there she was, in her flowered house dress and wild white hair. She stood in front of me, and in her broken english said, "Your-a doing the right thing. Don't let anyone tell-a you different." And she left. (I'm getting choked up writing this...) It was probably just a dream. But was it? I'm not so sure.

[Kitsune 205]

Whether it was a dream or not, it probably was your Grandmother. My mother died as a result of alchoholism. Alchohol changes a person completely. They aren't who they are when they're drunk. It's like a disease. A horrible, terrible disease.

[pj]

And I believe the presence you felt was what your senses tell you it was. You're never going to get beyond it being a matter of what you believe. People who have experienced similar things will relate and agree... and others won't. In the end, what matters is what you know you experienced. And there is no doubt that you did experience it.