A Visit from Mom

jules v ness By jules v ness, 4th Oct 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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I was with a person that had begun losing site of reality. I was to the point I could not trust what he may do to me. My mother did, she intervened from beyond.

A Visit from Mom

A Visit From Mom
Jules V Ness
I woke with such a start that my body had automatically bolted itself into an upright position. For some reason, unknown to me, I had an overwhelming feeling that I was being observed. Even though my eyes were still blurry from sleep and not quite cooperating, I frantically searched the immediate area surrounding my bed. I felt a sudden stab in my gut as I realized someone truly was there, standing at the very foot of my bed. I flung my hand out sideways in the darkness towards my bedside table. I was desperately searching for my eyeglasses that I had left lying there just a few hours earlier. Without them or my contact lenses, what I thought I was visualizing as a person could easily have been my bathrobe dangling innocently from the six foot tall post at the end of my bed.
As I searched blindly in the dark, I felt them for just an instant, barely brushing them with my fingertips. The force was just enough to send them whirling off of the night stand and spinning across the wooden floor. So much for that, my only choice now was to squint like a mole and try to make out whom, if anyone was truly there.
Concentrating to focus, I was able to make out the figure; it appeared to be a woman. She was wearing a brightly flowered dress with a brown tattered work coat over it. It reminded me of the ones we used to wear on our family farm during my childhood years. The woman was staring at me in an odd sort of a way. Her head was slightly quirked to one side. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest that I could hear the echo of each beat inside of my head. But then, even in my half blind state, I began to notice the warm soft smile on the woman’s face. I squinted a little harder. She seemed vaguely familiar to me. My brain shifted into overdrive racing through all my past and present trying to sort out a name that I could place with this face. Suddenly, I realized who was standing there! Oh my God, it was my mother!
I had not recognized her in those first waking moments, only because she no longer looked pale and ravished as she had the last time I saw her. She appeared quite youthful, vibrant and full of love; exactly as she had been before the cancer had attacked her young body at twenty eight years of age. Mom died twenty two years ago slowly and painfully, one pound at a
time. She was thirty years old, the exact age that I am now.
This truly happened to me. I was in a horrible place in my life and I believe my mother decided to intervene. She changed my whole life, it affected me so much that I actually wrote a book about it; Intertwined Based on a True Story, if you would like to read a couple of chapters , check it out on
Amazon. Our loved ones never truly leave our sides. Jules V Ness


Domestic Abuse, Ghost Story, Paranoral Activity, True

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author avatar jules v ness
I love the paranormal. I have written two books and am about to finish my third, The Lennox Haunting and Intertwined, Based on a True Story.

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author avatar Floris56
7th Oct 2012 (#)

Both my parents died when I was very young and I still write about them today. Unfortunately neither has ever visited me since they died. Over of the writing site called www.triond.com I have three poems or short stories I wrote on this topic. They are Mortal Remains; On Mom . . .Dying; and Notice of a Father’s Death After School. I invite you to read them if you are interested. My pen name there is Amosthecat too.

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author avatar Retired
10th Nov 2012 (#)

This was an interesting story and one that I can honestly say I believe happened to you. It is funny how somehow when we really need it the most those who have loved and lost come back to intervene on our behalf.

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author avatar jules v ness
10th Nov 2012 (#)

Thank you, especially for believing. It is wonderful just to know they are not gone forever. Hug to you! Jules

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author avatar Retired
9th Feb 2013 (#)

Jules..though this account must have been a little bit daunting at the time, anyone who has felt or seen similiar things knows where your coming from. I had a younger brother who tragically died very young, and I shall be writing about that experience on here very soon.

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author avatar jules v ness
18th Feb 2013 (#)

I would love to read it!!! Take time to smile for a little while today! Hugs, Jules

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