Yesterday afternoon I was checking some of my voicemails on our landline phone. (Yes, we still have one in addition to our cell phones.)
Wouldn’t you know, there was one from my mom.
She died over a year ago.
I wasn’t prepared to hear her voice. I felt like calling her right then as that was what her message said. “Call me”. It broke my heart. At the same time, I liked hearing her voice. I did not erase it. I won’t erase it. Had I known how soon she would be gone, I would’ve saved more messages while she was capable of talking on the phone.
Later, that afternoon, my husband and I carried up a piece of furniture from the basement to take to Goodwill.
My mom bought it for me when I graduated from high school. They were called “Hope” chests and it was what moms bought for their daughters. It was called a “Hope” chest because the daughter was supposed to fill it with items for when she got married.
It was my oldest piece of furniture. It was hard to see it go but it was time.
So yesterday was hard. Full of memories.
It’s hard to lose a loved one. If you’re there as well, my heart goes out to you.
God bless and I hope you have a good day.
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