Message Received - I'm Getting Off the Couch

Ever had one of those dreams you would swear was real. You could feel the person in the room with you, smell them, hear their voice and if you didn't know better you would believe when you woke up the dream you just had was a reality you had just lived. Well, that was what happened to me sometime between bedtime and getting up this morning.

I have been sleeping on the couch in the living room ever since D died and went to Heaven. Just felt like the place I wanted to be. Tac and Ollie never venture very far away, in fact one is on the foot of the couch and the other on the ottaman right in front of me. They are always near. We get comfort from each other. Sometimes they change places as if sensing the others need to be be close.

Sometime in the middle of the night I heard both of them pacing, around and around from living room to kitchen, smelling and circling the two rooms but there was no one here just us. I was into that twilight sleep somewhere between here and there where you try to wake up but can't. I could hear their little feet on the hardwood floor in the back of my mind but the alarm was set, my mind was a rest, GOD was watching me sleep so I was at peace.

Then it happened, I am driving the jeep towards the intersection at Monitor road and a cross street. As I come to the 4-way stop sign a funny little golf cart shaped car just darts thru the intersection not even stopping or looking. They just barrelled thru the intersection. I was shocked, they just kept racing down the road. Stunned, I just kept driving, slowly thinking about my trip to the cemetery and the events of the past few months and weeks. As I turn to start up the hill to the cemetery, I am find that I am no longer at the cemetary, but on another countryroad. A beautiful tree lined dirt road. I stop and get out of the jeep, there ahead of me is that silly golf cart looking thing turned towards me. Shock and bewildered I look, face pressed up against the window, goofy grin on his face and a laugh I haven't heard in almost a year is our beautiful son Bo. He is just having a Hoo Haw good time at my expense.

The first thing out of my mouth were "Son, if you don't watch what you are doing, you are going to get yourself killed !!!" Then, in the blink of an eye, I feel a presence behind me and hear the voice of the man I have loved for 28 years. He doesn't speak to me, I never see him, I don't have to. I feel him everywhere. I know he is right there. Then he says in his humerous Dad voice "Son, if you don't slow down, your gonna get killed! and laughs. It was as if D and Bo were standing right beside me.

Some may not believe others will, but it doesn't matter. It only matters to me. What happened next really gave me peace. This is the second time Bo has visited me, but this time was so different. This time he was happy and the age he was when he died. This time he brought peace and a message. I haven't heard the words "Mom" since Friday, April 2nd, 2010 but I heard them last night and for that I thank GOD. Bo said "Mom, get off the couch. Dad and I are having so much fun. Heaven is perfect. Get some rest it's all gonna be ok. See you later bye - love ya"

GOD will provide all the things I need to get me off that couch and keep me off of it. Tonight I will sleep in a bed, tomorrow I will go back to work and someday, D will come to me in a dream and bring me a message from Heaven. GOD answers prayers, HE gives us our hearts desires and just as HE sent Bo to be the messenger to let me hear "Mom", HE also sent the message that HEAVEN is a fun place when a Dad and Son are having a blast.

I miss D with every fiber of my DNA, but as I pick up the shattered pieces of my heart and try to find a way to restore it, GOD provides the first corner pieces and the edges of the puzzle. My friends and family will be the pieces that fill in the rest.