30/06/2026
I know, two posts in one day. Crazy. š
I finished watching Voicemails for Isabel on Netflix, and through all the tears, I actually had a little chuckle because it reminded me of what I did after my nan passed away.
Her phone was in my name, and I kept paying the phone bill for months after she died. Not because I needed to but because I wasnāt ready to let that connection go. Iād still call her, leave updates, or send a text every now and then. It gave me heaps of comfort.
I still have some of her voicemails saved into a file, and I even had one placed inside a teddy so Iāll always have the sound of her voice.
I decided to include it in the post. Itās not often that people get to hold onto the voices of those who have passed so I know i am super grateful to have this to keep close.
I was really upset she missed out on meeting my oldest by only a couple months so having this feels special.
It also reminded me of those moments when you call a loved oneās old number years later, and someone else answers have you done that too??
Grief is such a strange thing. It has us doing things that probably donāt make much sense to anyone else, but they make perfect sense to the heart.
Has anyone else done something like this? Kept paying a phone bill, left voicemails, sent texts, or had someone answer a loved oneās old number? Iād love to hear your stories. š
All my love š¤
