How to Win the Lottery!

Two years after my mother died, I wanted a fun way to acknowledge her birthday. It had to be something simple, something easy, and something original. After brainstorming, one idea hit the mark!  In life, my mother was a HUGE fan of lottery scratch tickets. Something I often and happily...

More Messages To and From the Dying

  In my last post, Messages To and From the Dying, it appeared my mother was receiving tutoring from the other side in preparation for her death. One day as she gathered her energy to shuffle around the common room, she stood still, stared at me hard and said, “I...

Messages From and To the Dying

My mother’s dementia was progressing. She was acting different. Saying she could see the children lining up, she could see her mother. She would point to where they were standing, lining up, or hanging out. With dementia, her sentence structure was jumbled but when she spoke about the children and...

Ashes to Ashes: The Road Trip

My mother was cremated after her death. To celebrate her life, I planned a day of traveling to the major places in her life to disperse her ashes. The day of the big event was what would have been her 80th birthday. For nourishment during our daylong celebration, I packed...

Stairway to Heaven, Reprise

I’ve been writing many posts about my mother’s “appearances” since her death. She has been busy communicating in various ways from the heavens.  These posts Stairway to Heaven, The Mother Lode,  Pennies Not Dimes From Heaven, Treasure! That's What You Are!, Look Mom, I Won The Lottery! document her escapades....

Look Mom, I Won the Lottery!

  Two years after my mother died, I wanted a fun way to acknowledge her birthday. It had to be something simple, something fun, something easy, and something I did on my own. After creating my brainstorm list, one idea hit the mark! In life, my mother was a HUGE...

Treasure! That's What You Are!

My deceased mother wasn’t finished using the car radio to connect as I meandered North. She had another musical message to communicate. In my post, Stairway to Heaven, my mother uses “Knocking on Heaven’s Door” by Bob Dylan to applaud a joke and reveal that she was with me. While...

Stairway to Heaven

I welcomed returning to work after the countless, stressful, and unfamiliar medical conversations and decisions that materialized with doctors, nurses, and family members to best create comfort for my mother as she moved closer to death. While we alternated timeframes to sit by her bedside; the return to normalcy was...