The Vision. Linda Blum
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her momentarily alive.
Judy rushed over to her side. She reached for her mother’s hands and was shocked to feel their coldness. A memory came back to her of a time when her mother held her hands trying to warm them from winter’s coldness. She remembered the warmth of her hands and the loving expression on her mother’s face as she tried to comfort her, now all that was gone. The realization of this was too much for Judy to take.
Her mother had always been her best friend. She was the only person who understood her, supported her and loved her. She always felt a deep connection with her mother. Sometimes it felt like without her she could not exist. Is that why I feel her dying because part of me is dying too? Judy thought.
She watched helplessly as her mother lay there wishing she could do something to help her. As if sensing her daughter’s thoughts her eyes suddenly fluttered open.
“Mom? Mom?” Judy stammered.
When she didn’t answer Judy turned to her uncle with questioning eyes.
“She keeps drifting in and out of consciousness. When she is awake, it’s very difficult for her to speak.”
Tears began to fill Judy’s eyes.
“Judy...” she gasped.
“Mom... I love you.”
Her mother winced as the pain raked through her body. “I lo...ve you” she moaned.
Judy felt her mother’s discomfort. It was so excruciating, that she doubled over in pain. Uncle Will immediately bent down and pulled her into his arms.
“Judy...Judy!” he bellowed.
The emotional connectedness between them was so strong, that Judy was using her abilities to take on her mother’s pain.
“Judy you can’t do this,” he pleaded. “She is not going to get any better.”
Judy heard her uncle and understood what he was saying, but couldn’t stop herself. She keeled over from the physical discomfort.
“Separate yourself from your mother,” he urged holding onto her. “The best thing you can do for her right now is to send her love.”
Love. Judy kept saying this over and over as scenes flashed before her eyes of the fun times she had with her mother. The pain soon subsided and Judy straightened herself and took her place beside her mother.
“I don’t have much time,” her mother wheezed.
Judy painfully watched as she struggled to speak, gasping for air every time she tried to open her mouth.
“I know.” She put her fingers to her mother’s lips. “Don’t try to talk.”
Just then her mother looked pointedly at Judy and their eyes locked. Suddenly her voice filled Judy’s mind and a telepathic communication began between Judy as well as her uncle. Her mother expressed her love and told them that she’d always be there for them even in death. She asked her not to be afraid and assured her daughter that her uncle would take good care of her. Their conversation soon ended when she began gasping for air.
The monitors surrounding her were going crazy. Warning lights were flashing and the urgent sound of beeping echoed loudly, alerting everyone of an emergency. Nurses and doctors quickly rushed into the room, shoving Judy and her uncle away from the bed. So many people were hovering around her mother that Judy couldn’t see what was happening. Suddenly a strange sensation came over her. Closing her eyes an image of her mother appeared. She came to say goodbye and tell her that she loved her. After that the sound of a continuous alarm brought Judy back to reality. Her mother was dead.
The aftermath of mother’s death left Judy with such unbearable pain that she wished she could have died along with her. Finding out that someone had come to her house, stole money and then killed her mother was shocking. Judy kept replaying this over and over in her mind trying to make sense of it all.
The ongoing investigation of Mary Evan’s murder became a bust, since Mary was more unconscious than conscious making it difficult to get any answers. The other problem was there were no witnesses, or none that came forward. What made matters worse was that the suspect was still at large so Judy and her uncle were under police protection until the perpetrator was caught.
This became a newsworthy story and reporters swarmed Judy’s home hoping for a chance to speak with relatives, police, or even a neighbour that would provide them with any juicy tidbits of information. They reminded Judy of vultures, hovering, waiting for the right time to pounce on herself or her uncle in their most vulnerable time.
Life became intolerable with all the whirlwind of events happening around them. Between the police, reporters and nosey neighbours it was hard to have any peace, or private time to grieve. Even at the funeral, a crowd of curious people tried to make their way in.
Uncle Will decided it was time they move to his house to get away from the chaos. At first he was afraid Judy might resist this, but was pleasantly surprised when she didn’t. He wanted to get life back to some normality, if that was possible.
Their move went smoothly. Uncle Will was trying to make the transition as easy as possible for her. Judy, however, was numb. The loss of her mother left her feeling empty inside. She had suffered so much within such a short period of time that Uncle Will was worried how she was going to cope. He needed to be strong for her right now, but didn’t know if he could pull it off. There were times when his grief was so overpowering that he didn’t know how he would face each day. It was at times like this, he wished his wife were still alive to provide her support.
In the beginning, their new living arrangements took a bit of getting used to on both parts. It didn’t take long for them to become comfortable with each other. They spent many hours talking, and crying, over Judy’s mother. In time, they began to feel whole again and a bond began to grow between them.
Uncle Will provided Judy with a secure and safe home, acting as both father and mother, while guiding her through those rough teenage years. He always stood by the decisions she made, sometimes gently showing the err of her ways, yet never judging or belittling her when mistakes were made. Will also helped her understand her psychic abilities.
He had his abilities from a young age and knew how difficult it was to grow up being different than the other kids. He realized his sister did the best she could to help Judy, but not being a clairvoyant and having a skeptical husband didn’t make it easy. Will often wished he had lived closer. Maybe if he had, Judy wouldn’t have so readily dismissed her abilities in her younger years.
When her abilities resurfaced, Will planned to be there for her this time. He was expecting some resistance at first and was pleasantly surprised when she seemed willing to acknowledge her clairvoyance. Things were going well at first, until he found out the cause for this sudden change of heart.
She confessed that the underlying reason for her acceptance was due to her desire to find the murderer. She hoped that her abilities might reveal the person responsible for her mother’s death. Will was empathetic, as he too tried to use his abilities for the same reason, but got nowhere with it. This was bothersome since normally he was very clairvoyant and able to receive insight into situations when they arose. He tried to discourage Judy from doing the same thing. He didn’t want her to become obsessed with some kind of psychic manhunt, especially one that may lead nowhere and leave her feeling distraught in the end.
She resisted his advice at first, but eventually gave up. Even the police investigation was coming up empty. They had their suspects, but didn’t have enough evidence to make an arrest.
Over time the police protection stopped and the case was filed away as unsolved. Judy and her uncle had to come to terms with the fact that the murderer was never found and wrestled with their own inability to solve this crime.
When Uncle Will’s house came into view, Judy pushed away the memories of that awful time. She tried her best to get on with life after her mother’s death, but somewhere deep inside it felt like only part of her moved on.
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