Dream: mum at home

There were so many things that were so familiar, every item a part of my pastx every thing a part of my memory.
I knew this place, it was so familiar... But I couldn't quite place where it was... Where was this clock frm? I knew it so well but I can't quite remember where or how or what the story behind it was....

Then I saw mum come out, and I approached her. She seemed tired and small, but she was well. Then I remembered, it was just after dad passed... I burst out crying...

How she has suffered such loss but I never really realised or appreciated the immensity of her loss... Not until this dream. Imagine my loss of mum, and how I mourned, how long it took me to get over things... But there she was surrounded by items that reminded her of her husband, of family, yet the kids were all away...
How much pain and loss she experienced! I never quite knew...

Until this dream. This terrible , realistic dream