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Posted by Linda on 11/1/2004, 2:01 am, in reply to "Still more wierd experiences " But one day, my mom made a change, she applied to a nursing school...and GOT IN!!! I did not remember the call for years laterm but I remeber it now, ..she had called me in the town just over 20 miles from home and told me she was on her way, it was around 10pm. I felt good to hear from her and went back to bed. at 11pm there was a loud Knock on the door. I woke up and ran to the dorr to see my grandmother and my aunt in the door way...I just started crying and I remember saying in my tears ..."She's dead" as they grabbed me and had me to sit. My grandmother kneeled beside me and said to me three words. "Your moma's dead", I just said, "I know" and then I was just sick. I didn't say anything else to anyone else for quite some time. One the day of the funeral, it had been raining and I had not bathed or changed my clothes, I had been wondering the town along the dirt roads and crying and sick in the rain...I entered the funeral service wet and muddy and all who was there just staredat me as I entered, I hear someone say something about it..like why didn't they clean her up...I went to the front and sat in a daze until it was over. I don't remeber much about those times, but I do rember something very stange...it was not the season for the wild iris to bloom...my mother and I had harvested some of these wild flowers and planted them in the front of our house. One th first day of her death I noticed one of the flowers was in full bloom. It took me be surprise because I had not even noticed the long stem shoot that the flower blooms from. I looked at it and thought well this is odd, but I guess it just decides to bloom. I looked at all the other flowers and thought of my mother and I together planting them. None of the otherflowers had shoot coming from them..it was just a fluke. I gather some of my things and fed the dogs and got back in the car iwth my grandmother...we drove along where my mother and I had gathered the flowers...and none of the wild ones were in bloom. I took particular notice to the one that had bloomed at our housem because we had planted these wild flower before and they never bloomed on the first year after we planted them..but I thought well, I guess it could happen. What freaked me out was one the next day when I went to feed our dogs...another flower had shot all the way up and in full bloom!! And then the day afther that aw well...another flower. This was so strang to me, but in my life at that time it did not get me too excited, I was still in a daze and in shock. I even pointed it out to my grandmother, but she was suffering her own loss and could care less. I had looked so close, there were only about five tall leaves from each plant and no tall shoots...but for three days a flower shot up each day. Then I had the dream.
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I took care of her always, I had suffered with her, the loss of a child, my sister...and things were rough for us at times....well all the time...My mother became an alcoholic and life sucked big time...alot of the time. 
Things were really looking up for us! My mother got grants and we got off of welfare too....She bought a new car and that's were things got bad. I had a terrible feeling about that car. Two seperate people had told her at two seperate times in the same week that that tiny ford festiva was a death trap. But my mom was so happy to have something of her very own that was brand new! She was proud to wear her seat belt where other times she never had worn it...she would not start that car without her seat belt on, but not out of fear, just pride of having everything seem so perfect. She went back n forth to scholl and in no tie at all she was graduating! She decided to take a vacation before going to work somewhere full time...we would finally have something in our lives...
I had spent my whole life worring about her and for one solid year I had no worries..she had stopped drinkin all together and life was great. But I had worries again when I thought of her leaving to go on vacation. She took me aside and said "Look, you have been with me my whole life every where I have ever been, always thinking you had to be there to keep me safe...just this one time...can't you let me go do something on my own?", I smiled and said, "yes". I worried one last time for two weeks straight, I had always felt that my mother was doomed and I could not sleep or eat or anything at times when she was away from me, because of my constant worry. I knew as long as I was with her she would be fine, because I was to live a ling life...and nothing to bad could happen to her if she was with me. She was killed 20 miled from home after two weeks vacation...I almost had her back home, and she was killed by a drunk driver.
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