Son Has Been Visiting Mother’s Grave for 12 Years When He Sees a Woman Who Resembles Her There — Story of the Day
A lonely orphaned man visits his mother’s grave every week for 12 years, then one day he arrives and finds her standing by her own grave.
Gary Levine’s Sundays always ended with a visit to his mother’s grave. He might go to lunch with friends, play golf or tennis, but no matter what, Gary’s day seemed incomplete unless he paid tribute to his mom.
It had been twelve years since Esther had passed away, and Gary felt that he would never get over the pain of losing her or the loneliness of being an orphan. His father had died when he was only eight, and Esther had raised him alone.
Gary Levine’s Sundays always ended with a visit to his mother’s grave | Source: Shutterstock.com
Like his father, Esther had been an only child, so there were no aunts and uncles, no cousins. Since Esther’s passing, Gary was alone in the world. He had a lot of friends, but it was to Esther’s grave that he brought his joys and his sorrows.
That Sunday, Gary brought a bouquet of his mother’s favorite lily-of-the-valley from a florist on the way to the cemetery. As he approached Esther’s grave he had a strange sensation of deja vu.
There was a woman standing in front of his mother’s grave with her back to him, and something about the set of her shoulders and her posture, even her hairstyle, was eerily familiar.
Gary walked closer, and at the sound of his footsteps, the woman turned around and Gry saw her face. “Mom!” Gary heard himself crying out, even as he lost consciousness and his knees folded under him.
Gary never got over losing his mother | Source: Unsplash
When he came to, he found himself looking up at Esther’s beloved face. She was cradling his head in her arms and running a wet handkerchief over his face. “Are you alright?” she asked. “Can you hear me?”
“Mom?” Gary whispered, “Is that really you?”
The woman looked surprised. “Mom? You mean…You… You’re Esther Levine’s son?”
Gary’s vision was clearer and now he could see that there were subtle differences between this woman and his mother. She was older, of course, the age that Esther would have been if she lived, but still, the resemblance was uncanny.
