Have You Ever Had A Very Vivid Thought of Doing Something and Go To Do It But No Longer Can?

Ruthanne

Ruthanne

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I had a very vivid thought or something like a blip today that I haven't had in some 18 years--the thought to call my mother and I started for the phone--then realized she no longer is with us. I used to get these thoughts of calling her every day and they came back to me today--well once today--it was strange but I also felt the connection we had and how when one of us was thinking of the other we'd call each other. Wonder if it means anything or is my mom giving me a sign. It actually felt good and brought back fond memories.

Have You Ever Had A Very Vivid Thought of Doing Something and Go To Do It But No Longer Can? How did that present itself?

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Ruthanne said:
I had a very vivid thought or something like a blip today that I haven't had in some 18 years--the thought to call my mother and I started for the phone--then realized she no longer is with us. I used to get these thoughts of calling her every day and they came back to me today--well once today--it was strange but I also felt the connection we had and how when one of us was thinking of the other we'd call each other. Wonder if it means anything or is my mom giving me a sign. It actually felt good and brought back fond memories.

Have You Ever Had A Very Vivid Thought of Doing Something and Go To Do It But No Longer Can? How did that present itself?

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Yes, I have most recently I got the urge to call my youngest brother Jim and headed to the phone only to remember that he died in his sleep a few months ago. I should have called him more often and I know it. I imagine that these instances largely result when our minds are dealing with "unfinished" business.

On nice days, I will get the urge to go for a ride on my Vespa to the gym or the library. Then I remember that I gave my Vespa to my daughter a couple of years ago. @JonDouglas will trigger this with his posts about riding his motorcycle.

Ruth, I certainly agree that the memories that are triggered are pleasant.
 

Aunt Marg said:
I row the same boat as you do, Ruthanne and Pecos.

My events and thoughts encompass my parents.
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Pecos said:
Yes, I have most recently I got the urge to call my youngest brother Jim and headed to the phone only to remember that he died in his sleep a few months ago. I should have called him more often and I know it. I imagine that these instances largely result when our minds are dealing with "unfinished" business.

On nice days, I will get the urge to go for a ride on my Vespa to the gym or the library. Then I remember that I gave my Vespa to my daughter a couple of years ago. @JonDouglas will trigger this with his posts about riding his motorcycle.

Ruth, I certainly agree that the memories that are triggered are pleasant.
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Yes, those thoughts can be so real-like of things in the past and pleasant as well. Mine certainly was. I felt all the feelings of being with my Mom again in our connection and it was so real I kind of think she is giving me a message that she cares about me still.
 
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Ruthanne said:
Yes, those thoughts can be so real-like of things in the past and pleasant as well. Mine certainly was. I felt all the feelings of being with my Mom again in our connection and it was so real I kind of think she is giving me a message that she cares about me.
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I try so hard to believe there's more to all of this than meets the eye, and in many ways events such as the ones we have experienced help me see deeper and farther into the possibilities that more awaits.

I like to try and live by the idea of positive thoughts, though easier said than done.
 
Pecos said:
Yes, I have most recently I got the urge to call my youngest brother Jim and headed to the phone only to remember that he died in his sleep a few months ago. I should have called him more often and I know it. I imagine that these instances largely result when our minds are dealing with "unfinished" business.

On nice days, I will get the urge to go for a ride on my Vespa to the gym or the library. Then I remember that I gave my Vespa to my daughter a couple of years ago. @JonDouglas will trigger this with his posts about riding his motorcycle.

Ruth, I certainly agree that the memories that are triggered are pleasant.
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I love Vespas! Perhaps the most fun transportation around town you can have. Unfortunately, they're not good for those time when you want to make tine down the Interstate or follow trails through the hills.
 
Ruthanne said:
Wow, a 300 mi trip on a vespa!! Don't think I can even imagine doing that! Where did you go?
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Our local Vespa dealer closed and the closest one was up close to the North Carolina border. I needed to have work done on it so I strapped a small duffel to “Moondancer” and made an overnight trip thru the backroads. Moondancer could do 75 mph, but I never liked riding her above 65 as she only weighed 330 lbs. I had a good meal, stayed in a nice motel, and met a few people who thought I was a bit crazy. Those little tires make for a pretty bouncy ride at times.
The next time she needed work, I bought the manuals, discovered u-tube university and did it myself. I had parts all over the garage, but I got her back together and she was happy.
My Vespa was a “she”, anything that pretty is female, and Moondancer was pretty.
 
I do quite often. My mom and I went everywhere together especially after she came to live with us. I'll be driving down the street and see something of interest and turn to the passenger side to ask her if she saw it as well and realize she isn't there.
I often wonder what the people in the cars think when they pass me because it usually makes me cry.
 
Ruth n Jersey said:
I do quite often. My mom and I went everywhere together especially after she came to live with us. I'll be driving down the street and see something of interest and turn to the passenger side to ask her if she saw it as well and realize she isn't there.
I often wonder what the people in the cars think when they pass me because it usually makes me cry.
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It's obvious you two had a very deep connection Ruth. At times I cry too with some memories of my mom. I think they are really still with us in spirit and in our hearts as well. 🤗 💗
 
Ruth n Jersey said:
I do quite often. My mom and I went everywhere together especially after she came to live with us. I'll be driving down the street and see something of interest and turn to the passenger side to ask her if she saw it as well and realize she isn't there.
I often wonder what the people in the cars think when they pass me because it usually makes me cry.
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That is quite touching.
 
The closest I can come to the situation you ask about, @Ruthanne, I was actually able to do and it saved my son's life.

When my middle son was two, we were visiting my father-in-law in Tennessee in late fall. He lived in the rural, hilly area between Nashville and Franklin and there was a dead beech tree on his land he wanted to cut down and clear off. My husband had bundled up my daughter (4 yo) and 2 yo son and taken them with him to help his father. I had stayed at the house, being newly pregnant with next child and feeling nauseated.

After a while I just felt the urgent need to walk up the hill, despite morning sickness. Dad had felled the lower part of the trunk (this was a *big* tree, probably six feet or more in diameter), had chains around it and was on his tractor further up the hill to pull it where he wanted it. Husband was lower on the hill, cutting tree limbs, I think. I arrived just in time to see two year old son, unsupervised, playing at the base of the felled tree, as Dad started up the tractor, ready to haul it up the hill.... it would have gone right over my son. I managed to get the men's attention so the tractor stopped and we were able to get him out of harms' way, but it was just a little to close for comfort!!

I will always believe it was God that prompted me to be in the right spot at the right time
 
Yes, I have experienced this feeling. My son and I used to be very close and talked for hours on the phone or if he stayed at my house, we'd be up late just talking. Since 2015, his disability has become worse. Now he is into talking to ghosts and I mean talking to them constantly. He lives a block from me and I see him almost daily but no more long conversations. I will plan a dinner hoping he will come and eat with me but nope. And even if he meets me downstairs from his apartment at the Chinese buffet restaurant, he will eat with my boyfriend and me but no conversation at all. It breaks my heart. I try to remember those days are in the past.
 
Sometimes, especially if I'm with my grandson, and/or in a pretty place I get an urge to Break into a Run, wildly careening all over the place. Then, with great Sadness, I realize I can't do that anymore and never will again.

eta.........I think about my mother all the time, feel her with me, going to call her and can't, etc.
 
Pepper said:
Sometimes, especially if I'm with my grandson, and/or in a pretty place I get an urge to Break into a Run, wildly careening all over the place. Then, with great Sadness, I realize I can't do that anymore and never will again.

eta.........I think about my mother all the time, feel her with me, going to call her and can't, etc.
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I can't either and this is a urge that I better continue ignoring.
 
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