As the tape neared its end, his voice changed. “If you’re hearing this,” he said, “you’re probably all grown up. Maybe you have kids of your own. I’m sorry I won’t get to meet them — but maybe, through this, they’ll get to meet me.”
He asked me to share the recording someday, to let his grandchildren hear his voice and know how much he loved them — even before they were born.
That night, I kept my promise. I played it for my son. He sat quietly, listening, eyes wide with wonder. When it ended, he looked up and whispered, “Grandpa sounds nice.”
Now, that little cassette is our most treasured family heirloom — a voice from the past that waited silently inside a teddy bear for twenty years, carrying love through time to the child my father never met.
Even my mother never knew it was there.
Sometimes, the past doesn’t fade — it waits patiently, hidden in small miracles, ready to remind us that love outlives everything.
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