I think the thing that really gets me the most is the silience. The not hearing her voice. The not hearing her breathing next to me in bed.
After Christa and her family moved to Nevada, she used to call me after she had been out partying just to say that she wanted to "hear my voice". It was always good to hear her voice. I don't know if, at the time, she ever factored in the fact that she was two hours behind and that 1:30 a.m. her time was 3:30 a.m. my time.
I hear her voice in my head now but it is hard to remember what that voice sounds like. It is more a whisper saying "be patient" or "get this done". Hopefully I can add her voice to mine and say all the things I need to say with the grace and insight that my other half carried with her.
Peace and Good Cheers,
Marty
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2 comments:
It's strange that you talk about hearing her voice, and trying to remember what it sounds like. I keep thinking I hear her call my name. I turn to look, but there is no one there.
Mark, Next time instead of turning to "look", maybe just stop and listen. It sounds hokey, but I do believe that sometimes you have to stop "looking" before you find what you need. That is how I meet your sister.
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