I normally don’t blog on Sundays. However, I wanted to share what I experienced today.
We haven’t gone through mom’s closet yet. The doors have remained closed for over a month. Yesterday, for some reason, I slid open the doors. I just stood there staring at all her clothes. That’s when I noticed a very cute sweater.
This morning as I got ready for church, I thought of the sweater. I was already dressed and decided to borrow the sweater – even though it didn’t really match my outfit. I made it work. It fit a little big but it still looked pretty darn good on me.
During Sacrament Meeting I smelled a familiar odor. It reminded me of mom. I realized her sweater still had traces of her perfume on it. I pulled it tight. This provided an expected result. I felt like I just received a hug from mom. For the rest of the day, no matter how warm it was in the room, I’d pull the sweater tight and receive a hug from mom.
Some people say they can feel the presence of their loved ones after they pass on. I haven’t been able to feel mom until today. It might have been all in my head – but who cares? I came home from church, pulled the sweater tight and listened to this song. I squeezed my hand three times just to make sure she gets the message. And I hope she got the message.