Saturday, July 29, 2017

His voice

Saturday

I miss the sound of Greg's voice.  I can hear him in my head, but I'm afraid I'll forget how he sounds.  The thought crushes me and I'm a sea of tears - again.

I know Amy has to turn Greg's phone off at some point, but maybe she hasn't yet.  Maybe I can still reach his voicemail.  So I call... and there he is.  More tears - and then the tears are replaced with an urgent project - how to record Greg's message before his phone number is turned off.


I remember the day he recorded that message.  It was a good day.  He was excited over his recently formed LLC and wanted to change his personal message to a business message.  His voice was light... hopeful.  I want to keep that voice.

I found an app called "Tape a Call" that will record a phone call and offers the possibility of saving the voice file as an mp3.  I'm on it!

It took me three tries to capture the entire message, but I got it.  I listened a couple of times - cried - and then made a new rule for myself.  This file is not to listen to and weep over every day.  It's to remind me of Greg's voice - to remind me of the hopeful days.

I don't need anything to remind me of how much I love him.

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