Preserving the Most Precious Memories

Yesterday I spent more than 4 hours trying to transfer old voicemail messages to my computer.  These messages are as valuable to me as old family photos because they are the recorded voices of my children over the past 5 years. My son’s first voice mail: “……(heavy breathing)…..press…..five……(heavy breathing)…..” My daughter’s tiny, worried voice, “Mommy, when are you coming home?  I need you.” Those voices, and memories, bring tears to my eyes, and I’m determined to preserve them. It’s amazing …

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