The night of my parent’s car accident last October, I was out to dinner with a few friends in Herndon when my Mom called. It was sometime around 7:45 PM or so and they had just passed Petersburg, VA, a far ways from their destination stop for the evening, Greenville, SC. I didn’t hear or see my phone ringing as I had turned it to quiet and flipped it on it’s “stomach” so that I couldn’t see the face plate to keep from distracting me from the present company.
During that time at dinner, Mom had called and left a voice message. It was like most of Mom’s calls, one where she expressed her love, told me something random about what she was doing, and then re-expressed her love for me.
While I realize it’s a private message, it;s also the only thing that I have left with my Mother’s voice that hits me with such impact. I thought I’d share it with you all as well.
So I have this voice message to hold onto, a memory that I will cherish always.