Teen Girl Visits Mom’s Grave Every Week, One Day Meets Mom’s Carbon Copy There – Story of the Day
While visiting her mother’s grave, Lily suddenly heard her voice and turned around. The lady standing behind her looked exactly like her mom, but she quickly realized she wasn’t. Then the woman explained her unbelievable story and did something for Lily that changed her life.
“Mom, I really miss you. I wish you were here with me,” Lily said for the millionth time while placing a bouquet on her mother’s grave. She sat down on the grass and started talking to her mother’s headstone, telling her everything about the last week. The teenager looked intently at the beautiful lettering which spelled “Isabella Hawthorne.”
Unfortunately, her stories were not good. The 15-year-old was struggling. When her mother died four years earlier, her father started to drink to cope with the pain. It seemed like he forgot about his daughter entirely and drank to oblivion almost every night.
Lily sat down on the grass and talked to her mother’s grave. | Source: Shutterstock
Meanwhile, Lily was left to deal with her own grief alone, as well as the changes that came with being a teenager. It wasn’t easy. So every week, she visited her mother’s grave to feel some joy. The habit calmed her down, and talking about everything that happened was soothing. It felt almost like her mother was guiding her. That was just wishful thinking.
But today felt a little different. Lily was in a better mood and had something to tell her mother. “My teacher, Mrs. Garrison, says that I’m really good at writing, Mom. I think that’s what I want to be when I grow up. But I also want to travel and take pictures. Maybe I can get a job doing both. What career would that be?” Lily asked, pouting because she knew no answer was going to come.
“You could be a travel journalist,” a voice said from behind her. Lily turned around in a rush and stood up from the grass. Her eyes widened at the person standing there. It was her mother. But it couldn’t be. Lily knew her mother was gone. She might have been 11 at the time, but she said goodbye herself.
“How… what… who are you?” the teenager breathed, feeling cold for some reason.
A woman who looked like her mother stood behind her. | Source: Pexels
“It’s a long story,” the woman replied, shrugging her shoulders and giving her an awkward grin.
Lily took a long...