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It’s just a new phone. It’s not a big deal.
When I bought the thing two and a half years ago, I knew that one day it would need replacing or that I would indulge in an upgrade.
This is the phone I bought about seven months before my Mom passed away. No, I don’t have sentimental attachment to the phone, but rather the texts I’ve saved. A handful of texts from my Mom that we exchanged during the last months of her life.
Somehow, locking the texts in my phone kept a bit of her here, which is silly I know. That’s just how I feel.
I was given an iphone by my in laws for my birthday/Christmas last week, and I received it in the mail yesterday.
Maybe I’m acting overly-cautious, but I decided to type out the texts here, so that I will have them always. I’m keeping my old phone and I can certainly turn it on and look at them if I want. It just won’t be the same as having saved in my current phone, though.
ANYWAYS, this is for me. I just needed to type these out for my own peace of mind.
July 9, 2009: I love you!! (This was her first “official” text to me. She didn’t learn to text until that month)
July 14, 2009: Ok love you. Call me when you get home. Bye.
July 23, 2009: I’m sitting outside and it feels nice. What are the both of you doing?
Ok. See you later. Love you Meredith.
August 13, 2009: Love you Meredith. Talk to you later.
November 2, 2009: Love you Meredith.
November 8, 2009: How is my beautiful daughter?
November 21, 2009: You looked beautiful last night, just truly truly beautiful!!! You wear your birthday coat like a dream. Fabulous pick! You look marvelous!
You are so silly. You have always been beautiful inside my belly and out. I wish you a wonderful life. Love you.
December 31, 2009: You are funny Meredith! Talk to you later. Love you honey.
January 9, 2010: Great honey!! You are a wonderful, beautiful person. The bonus is that you are my daughter I wish you a fabulous 2010!
January 23, 2010: I hope your day was great! I love you Meredith. Goodnight.
Remember, you can call me anytime, about anything. Night.
January 26, 2010: Goodnight Meredith. I love you.
Good. Love you again!
There’s two more from the day before she died about changing rooms (from Intensive Care to a normal room) but I don’t have the heart to type those out …
I’ve have to stop four times already, because I couldn’t keep it together. Maybe I shouldn’t have attempted to do this at work …
Needless to say, I miss this. They weren’t always profound, but hell, they were from her. That’s all I cared about.
