It was about 3 years ago in 2008 that I had a dream that my mother was dying. I don't know what put it into my head but it was as clear as day. Thankfully, she is alive and well today at 83 and I couldn't be more fortunate to have her with us.
The dream was scary to me, however. I was sitting beside her bed as she was slipping in and out of her drug induced sleep.
The experience affected me so much I decided to write a song as if it were playing in the background of my dream. Within 24 hours it was written, produced and recorded in my home studio as I played all instruments and sang all parts. This recording is the result of that experience.
I think of all people who have lost their Mom and how painful it must be to them. Perhaps this recording will resonate.
Yes, it is painful to lose your Mother or Father. This is a song that goes straight to the heart! I remember the day you sang it to your Mother, still alive today, and she cried and gave you a big hug. While you were singing it I could remember my own Mother, bed bound and struggling for her next inhalation of air, as her chest sunk in and her frail body managed to stay alive one more day. Kiss your Mother and give her a big hug if you can, who knows what tomorrow will bring? Well done my sweet Tommy!
I lost my wife in child birth when I was 32 years old . I thought I would be ready when my parents died . My Dad died in January and my Mom died in April the same year after 54 years of marriage . I think my Mom just gave up . I WAS NOT READY . Give your Mom a hug evey day that you possibly can . Let her know that you love her
And then there is the other side of the story. How lucky you folks are to have had a mother who cared for you in a way that allowed you to love her. I could write many stories about my mother but those stories don't need to be told.
Actually, I could write many stories about my father also but those stories don't need to be told either. It is absolutely amazing what can be found on the internet. A few weeks ago I searched for a photo of the brick wall my father threw me against - it was in the living room and next to the fireplace. Lo and behold, that house is on the market and had a photo of that very brick wall. Amazing, just amazing. I shed no tears when either parent died, so I am particularly enthusiastic about folks showing grand and glorious love to parents who are good. God Bless You All -- children and parents alike.
I am so sad for anyone who grew up in a home without love. Such an awful thing and I can feel the bitterness and pain in your words. I'm glad you can still find solace in the good things.
What a great photo! Okay, I admit it - I'm jealous of your mom. I wish my own musically talented son would write such a thing for me!
That wasn't a dream. That was a nightmare! Beautiful song and story. I believe the words to the song fit my mother exactly, as well.
Actually I am who I am today because of my childhood. I learned at an early age what I did not want to become; it's always been difficult for me to understand not-very-nice people who say they are the way they are because of their parents. For instance my siblings. The brothers grew into clones of our father. The sister grew into a clone of our mother but worse. And they continue to this very day to blame their parents. I divorced them many years ago. My husband [and sons] tell me I'm the happiest person he/they can imagine. I owe it all to my parents
Tom, I just want to thank you for sharing the story and that most powerful song to your mom. It broke me apart, wishing I could have shared it with my own mom while she was alive. You have many gifts, but your music really stands out.
Tom, how sweet it was for me to hear this tribute song to your mother. I, too come from a large family where we all worked, played, laughed and cried together. With the recent passing of my younger brother I more fully realize how important my family is to me. My parents are amazing, too. I think it is a prerequisite to having a large family. Nice song. Thanks for sharing with us.