My heart is about to burst out my chest, I feel a pain puncturing my back, I feel the despair of making a choice. The choice. Tears running down my face; I see my mother´s eyes filled with tears and terror, begging. I see my husband´s eyes filled with tears and terror, he´s asking me to help her...
Too much pain and too much noise. Screams and pain. Screams and terror. Screams and anguish.
I hear my mother asking me to help her before the car falls off the cliff, she´s trapped in the flipped car. I see my husband about to fall off the cliff, he´s being pushed to the edge by the car´s tire. I feel my back broken. I can´t move normal. The car is about to kill the love of my life but also the one who gave birth to me. They are not even close one to the other so I can help them both. I close my eyes.
I am sooooorry. I love you!
We were having a great time the three of us, my mom, my husband and I; we decided that it was time to take a long vacation trip to the Caribbean coast and that we were going to do it driving our car. Mom coming along was not part of the plan. She overheard us planning the trip and asked us to let her come along... it was weird, but, since my husband and she were such good friends we didn´t see any inconvenience.
I dragged my self to the car... those moments were the longest I have ever lived. I reach the car... grab the jacket and pull. I pull as hard as I could even though the pain was unbearable. I pull and hug that shaking body. I feel that heart racing a million beats per minute. I hug that body and wait.
We heard the car crashing to the bottom of the abyss. It didn´t explode. It was a dry knock. We hugged. I cried. What have I done? What have I done?
What have I done?
I don´t know how much time passed until the rescue team came and we saw the helicopter and the paramedics. When I saw them coming down to get us... the time stopped. My face stopped. I felt nothing inside. My mind went blank. They reached us and started talking to us. I didn´t understand anything. They took us apart and started to take care of us. Put us on stretchers and asked us questions.
Can you hear me? Sir, open your eyes Sir. Squeeze my hand if you can hear me.
I squeezed.
Ok Sir. You are safe now... you both are ok now. Is there someone inside the car Sir? ......... Sir... can you hear me?... is there someone, anyone inside the car Sir?
Yes....
...my mother
I don´t know why did I have this horrify dream. All I know is that I had to make a choice. Sweet Lord. I made a choice.
By Mauro Betancourt © January 2012
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Lezlie
Rated ♥
@Algis:Yes you are right the dream deserves lots of thoughts..it is actually very disturbing to me.... hugs...thank you for always being here
@Bob: they say dreams tell us something about our real life...what do you think? I believe I have to study this dream
@Poppi:I´ve never had a good relationship with my mother but I came to realize that she did what she had to do when she did and for that I can not keep on resenting her actions...I am trying now to restore our relationship...part of my bucket list for this year
@Fusun:Thank you my friend for correcting my mistakes...love you...
And perhaps just subconsciously noting that your priorities have shifted from 'culturally traditional' mother to the new love of your life - acknowledging his importance :).
Rated for no judgements here.
Rated!
This dream may be the final piece of darkness that will lift you
into the light of this delightful new love.
rated with love