Voices

Today was, still is, Christmas. It was my first Christmas without mom and dad. Weird. Those who we see and those who we don’t see may or may not be around the next time we are looking. I remember last year thinking that it may be the last Christmas I have while both parents were still alive. I didn’t know that one year from then neither of the two would be here, still living. And so they’re not here, not living.

I heard mom’s voice today, for real. From a voice message that I never erased, one she left for me on Christmas day before we spoke on the phone together later on that day. She sounded good and her voice was bittersweet to hear. Comfort, it’s what we seek and I was able to find some today.

Merry Christmas Mom and Dad.

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