Their voice, their rhythm, their way of saying your name — all of it lives in that recording.
In moments when the world feels quiet and too big, hearing it again can bring a kind of peace that nothing else can.
3. The Little Things That Were Always “Theirs”
You know the ones.
The chipped mug they used every morning. The chair they claimed as their own. The soft cardigan with worn sleeves. Their reading glasses left on the end table. A pen, a comb, a favorite spoon.
None of these things are valuable by store standards.
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