4 Comments

  1. Jack's Shack June 13, 2006 at 6:26 am

    Sea,

    I understand that, had similar experience.

    Stace,

    I hear you.

    Sweet,

    I have written a million posts in which I referenced my friend who died. Every time I speak to his father I have to pinch myself. It is surreal.

  2. Sweettooth120 June 13, 2006 at 2:39 am

    My father died when I was 19. About ten years later, I spoke with his brother (with whom I had no contact with) and the sound of his voice just got me all choked up. It was so similar to my dad’s.

    I never knew my brother had audio recordings of my dad, and recently created a website with them on it. It was so wonderful to hear it. It’s a horrible feeling to forget the voice.

  3. Stacey June 9, 2006 at 12:48 pm

    That is the hardest part (to me) about losing a loved one — knowing you will never again get to speak to them.

    Thank goodness I have audio and/or videotape of those closest that I have lost.

  4. seawitch June 9, 2006 at 12:31 pm

    The only thing I remember about my Dad’s voice is the songs he would sing and his laughter. I cannot quite remember what he sounded like when he conversed.

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