A mothers connection
This particular night by the moon, my eyes were hypnotized. The man in the moon became my mom. I could see her face plane as day repeating, "Come home, come home. Eric, Come home." I could see the emotion in her eyes, as the pain of loneliness filled her face. Over and over her lips would repeat the phrase.
I can remember thinking about why and how is this happening. Was it the drugs? Was it real? Was it a connection of mystery? Was my mom a witch and casting a spell to speak to me? Whatever the case, it was nothing to fear. I just fixed my eyes as a hug afraid to let go. As embracing a long lost family member in a dream, I wanted to hold on to the moment as long as I could. I cried and told her, "Soon."
I recently asked my mom about this. She reminded me of the song Adele sings "Lovesong" Here is a copy of our conversation.