Crow’s Feet Prompt — Mother’s Day
Two Months After She Died, My Mother Told Me I Would Move Here
Mom had a gift, and it’s still working
My mother and I had a bond that was unbreakable in life and continues after her physical death. When a love is that powerful, it can’t end when someone dies. My mom was special in so many ways, but one of the ways was her ability to see and know things that were beyond ordinary human knowing.
For example, once my son threw her keys out in the yard to keep her from going home. He was four and loved his Nana with fierce devotion. He wanted her to stay at our house. In his four-year-old mind that meant getting rid of her car keys. “Voila!” She has to stay forever.
When we discovered what he had done, I panicked. He couldn’t remember where he threw them — or he chose to forget. So, the search began.
Needle-in-a-haystack searching. I was frantic. My mother was calm. As we walked around the yard looking, Mom stood stark still and looked like she was staring off into the distance.
Suddenly, she strolled across the yard and went to a thick hedge of border grass. She stood there a minute, then bent down. She reached in and brought up her keys.
