Forgetting The Sound Of Your Loved One's Voice
Posted 04 March 2011 - 06:05 PM
The man who was my Dad in every way except DNA passed away on July 14, 2008, but I didn't find out until August 25, 2008. He had been out of my life for seven years before that because after he and my Mom separated, she did not allow me to see him anymore, and then he moved out of state, and I had no clue where he was or how to find him.
It's been so long since I've seen him that I'm afraid I'm going to lose the sound of his voice in my head. Sometimes I can hear it clearly when I remember something he said, but sometimes it is not as clear. Mom found some videos of my sister, Kristen, who passed away four months ago. She has seen them, but she won't let anyone borrow them. She says she'll make me a copy when she is ready. I don't want to be a jerk about it, but I really need to see the tape ASAP because Kristen and Dad are both on the tapes. I can't explain this to Mom because she trivialized the relationship I had with Dad. She expected me to get over him because she did and stop thinking of him as Dad after he'd been Dad for five years, but now that it was over, he was supposed to be KC. That was what people called him. When she found out he passed away, she actually said, and I'm not exagerating, "I know he was a close friend to you, but that's all he was." WTF? After she said something callous like that, how can I explain to her how bad I need that tape? Wow, sorry for the bitterness. I try not to think about it because I'm trying to put all the bullcrud behind me after the loss of my sister, but GRRRRRRRRR!
Posted 05 March 2011 - 01:22 AM
Posted 05 March 2011 - 10:37 AM
Posted 05 March 2011 - 08:25 PM
I find that when I get upset about it and actively TRY to recall her voice, I can't. When I'm calm and just thinking about her, I can hear it almost perfectly.
Posted 05 March 2011 - 09:09 PM
Posted 05 March 2011 - 11:58 PM
Posted 09 December 2011 - 10:51 AM
Now with the loss of my fiance, I'm desperate to try not to forget his voice, or his laugh. I have a voicemail saved of his that he left to me when he was in the hospital. It's hard to listen to, but somewhat nice. It's like I hear him. I have videos of him i look at. I cherish these. I have them kept in a fire proof box, because if i lose them, i think i will lose my mind also! it's like this is all i have left now, pictures, and videos. That's all.
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