I wrote this morning, how I dreamed very early this morning, that someone was physically grabbing me by my shoulders and trying to wake me...well, just now, I realized that at the time that happened, it was around the same time of day when my mum was actually brething her last--and the 14th Nov. is the day she died, 3 years ago....I'm not hugely into the paranormal, even tho' I've had a few "ghostly" experiences...still, one has to wonder.

I remember mum telling me she didn't like roses, because right after her mum died, she walked into her apartment...and the place was filled with the smell of roses. I guess that sort of freaked mum out, 'cos she ran outside and told her cousin...who went back into the basement apartment with mum...and smelled..nothing.

To her dying day, mum swore what she actually experienced was the presence of her mum.

I remember, autunn of 2006, when I had my flat in Lake George, I woke up one night from a sound sleep, 'cos I swear I heard my mum call out my name--which had happened a few times in 2005, the last yar of her life--I had chalked it up to my anxiety over her health, at the time--but the "dream" of her calling out my name was so real, that when she was alive, I'd run out of the bedroom to see what was the matter...but in the 9 months following her death, hadn't occured at all, except that one night in September..and hasn't occured since.

Was mum warning me of some impending disaster? Was she merely saying "hello, I'm still here?" or, was it just a stupid dream, brought on by too much spicy food before bedtime and not enough sleep?