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Mother’s Day

I remember the first Mother’s Day after, my mom passed away.  A few days before our son Jeff stopped the house, I reminded him that Mother’s Day was Sunday and that I wanted him and his wife Trisha to spend the day with her mom because you just never know what life has in store.

Jeff didn’t say anything and when I looked up he was looking at me with such confusion on his face.  Then I noticed a tear rolling down his cheek as he said “You’re my mom I want to be with you Sunday ok?”  

I still shake my head in disbelief when I think of that day.  I actually forgot at that moment in time, that I was a mother.   All I could think of was that my beautiful Mother was gone and there was no need to celebrate this day that had always meant so very much to me.  We celebrated Mother’s Day that year with heavy hearts, but as a family; just as my precious mother would have wanted us to.

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Whispers Within

One afternoon, while I was sitting in my chair, wishing the veil of darkness would disappear, I heard a voice as clear as if someone was in the room with me. It said “Look within yourself and you will find the Light.”  

I began looking around the room. Where was this soft little voice, yet one so filled with confidence coming from?  

I remember thinking, isn’t bad enough that I’m living in darkness now I’m hearing voices to.  Then I heard the voice again “Others will be drawn to your light to find comfort and healing.”

After a few minutes passed I realized the voice was coming from within me. It was a voice I recognized. It was that of my precious mother. I then realized she had just passed her beautiful light to me?   

For weeks this little voice spoke to me.  I started referring to this voice as “Whisperings”.  It sounded better than hearing voices!

I began writing these whispering down. Then one day I used them to write a poem.

Whispers from a Loved One

It was through God’s urging and my mother’s whispers that led me to helping others living in the darkness.

 

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