The last call my grandma made to me, and I missed it.
Every Christmas my Dad always purchased the largest tree he could find even when there weren’t presents to go under it. Somedays I really just need to hear him say I love you.
Last Happy Birthday From My Dad Before COVID Stole Him in 2020
I was told a secret this week from a granddaughter who still calls her grandfather's answering machine to hear his voice. He died in Iraq last year. Hearing his voice made me smile/cry. He was a proud Marine. She said. She gave me permission to share the number and later asked me to pass along my thanks to everyone who called, listened, and left a "sweat message" about loss or healing.
My Dad sent this message to me over Facebook Messenger the night before I was supposed to fly home from a trip to Paris. He died last year. I listen to this message every time I fly now.