mother's day

"Here's to you, mom," I say as I lift a glass of wine in remembrance of her. But I wasn't drinking wine, or endulging in any other substance, when I heard her voice around this time last year. [Nor have I ever before heard voices from anything other than a physical source]. Yes, her spirit had gone on to another realm but I heard her voice. Apparantly, her spirit had just been through an intensive life review whereby one experiences the perceptions of another person. She said to me:"Now I understand why you felt the way you did."This wasn't the first time I heard her voice since she left this world. Shortly after her spirit left us, I overheard a conversation she was, I intuited, having with her spirit guide. "Well, I'm sorry," she said. [I don't know if she had gotten the lowdown on the life she had with me before the one she had just passed from. According to my dreams about that past life, I'm the one who owed her an apology, big time].Anyway, I, then, heard her voice several days later. I, again, intuited that she was speaking to her spirit guide when she asked: "What went wrong?" I knew she was refering to the life she had just lived in relation to me. A week or so passed when I heard an audible voice at my bedroom door exclaim in heart felt recognition of me: "Bob." A few days later I heard her empathetic statement after what I intuited had been a life review episode where one percieves life through another's eyes.I hope you'll all take this as a mother's day gift and not the ramblings of someone who hears voices that aren't there. Who says you can't send a mother's day gift to people who aren't your mother? Bob