Long, Lost Voice…almost…

Marriage Diva linked to a sweet story about a widower who wanted his wife’s voice back, and apparently got it.

My mom and I both have lots of messages saved on our cells for sentimental reasons. Mostly of the kids when they were a bit younger and still had their baby voices. I wish dearly that I had kept one of my dad, though. I would love to have that on the phone, though I do think we have some videotape around somewhere.

I’ve thought of that, as well, of those left behind on 9/11, all of those messages good-bye, or maybe just a few little messages that were kept for no particular reason. I can’t imagine losing Bald Man so suddenly, and I think his last words to me would be a precious gift to have, even if they were just some bits of practicality and telling me what files I needed to look at. There is something so extremely wonderful in hearing his voice even routinely, I think that hearing it after he’d be gone would just be a reminder of how very much I was loved. Better make sure I have plenty recorded!