I just realised I can't remember my mothers' voice any more

My father died in 1985 and I couldn't remember his voice. Last year I found a cassette tape with it. It was strange, since I had a different imagination and his voice was not in accordance with it. My mother died in 1997 and I think that I can remember her voice.
 
hollydolly said:
.. my mother died when I was 18 years old, she was 39.... I remember the feel of her hair , I remember the feel of her favourite sweater.. but I just realised I can't remember her actual voice !
I can hear her in my mind saying the things that I have memories of her saying.. but they're just words, I can't actually hear my mums' voice, her accent, ..just a memory of her words.. and in some memories I can see her in situ saying them, but I cannot recall the sound of her voice no matter how I try...:(

Does anyone else lose the ability to hear a long lost loved ones' voice.. .. or have you forgotten how they smell..or maybe the feel of their skin ..?
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I lost my mom in a car accident when i was 11 im 17 now. For some reason.. even in photos even though i know its her... she seems like a stranger... i love her too much and i dont want to forget her, its almost as if my mind is trying to block her out, everything is hazy. I miss you mom. I know youre watching over me ill do my best. Love you...
 
hollydolly said:
.. my mother died when I was 18 years old, she was 39.... I remember the feel of her hair , I remember the feel of her favourite sweater.. but I just realised I can't remember her actual voice !
I can hear her in my mind saying the things that I have memories of her saying.. but they're just words, I can't actually hear my mums' voice, her accent, ..just a memory of her words.. and in some memories I can see her in situ saying them, but I cannot recall the sound of her voice no matter how I try...:(

Does anyone else lose the ability to hear a long lost loved ones' voice.. .. or have you forgotten how they smell..or maybe the feel of their skin ..?
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I lost my mom in a car accident when i was 11 im 17 now. For some reason.. even in photos even though i know its her... she seems like a stranger... i love her too much and i dont want to forget her, its almost as if my mind is trying to block her out, everything is hazy. I miss you mom. I know youre watching over me ill do my best. Love you...
 
hajhwh772 said:
I lost my mom in a car accident when i was 11 im 17 now. For some reason.. even in photos even though i know its her... she seems like a stranger... i love her too much and i dont want to forget her, its almost as if my mind is trying to block her out, everything is hazy. I miss you mom. I know youre watching over me ill do my best. Love you...
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Honey I'm sorry you lost your mum when you were so young, my little sister was 10 years old so about the same age as you..I'm sure your mum is looking after you, and will continue throughout your life.

Sadly you can't stay here on this forum I'm afraid this is strictly over 50's only... you take care now.. and have a good life..
 
hollydolly said:
.. my mother died when I was 18 years old, she was 39.... I remember the feel of her hair , I remember the feel of her favourite sweater.. but I just realised I can't remember her actual voice !
I can hear her in my mind saying the things that I have memories of her saying.. but they're just words, I can't actually hear my mums' voice, her accent, ..just a memory of her words.. and in some memories I can see her in situ saying them, but I cannot recall the sound of her voice no matter how I try...:(

Does anyone else lose the ability to hear a long lost loved ones' voice.. .. or have you forgotten how they smell..or maybe the feel of their skin ..?
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I lost my mother at age 11. I only recall a couple things she ever said to me. The sound of her voice I only recall from the times she called my name. It's more of a feeling than a clear actual memory of the sound.

I had a weird oldest brother (10 years older than me) who always saw life as a tragedy and I remember him saying right after she died that I wouldn't remember her in time since I only knew her a short time.

Last year, I put together a montage of pictures of her and made that my cover picture on Facebook. So now when I visit my page, she's right there as if she never left. It helped a lot. I did the same thing with a picture of my wife and I dancing. That I made my profile picture.
 
Doll, I wouldn't focus on the vocal sound of your mother's voice.
Instead think about your feelings when she gave you, her love, when you gave her yours.
Putting yourself into overload with sounds from your past brings back thoughts of E.A. Poe poems
It all sort of goes........Crazy................. ...... ..... ... .. .
 
papa tiger said:
Doll, I wouldn't focus on the vocal sound of your mother's voice.
Instead think about your feelings when she gave you, her love, when you gave her yours.
Putting yourself into overload with sounds from your past brings back thoughts of E.A. Poe poems
It all sort of goes........Crazy................. ...... ..... ... .. .
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Sadly as many people here are aware..I had a very fractious childhood...not love.. lots of abuse... mainly from the sperm donor. Spent a lot of time in Care homes..foster homes etc....so nothing to recall in that kind of way.... but I loved my mum nonetheless....
 
On the way to my mother's funeral, my niece gave me a CD of an interview she had done years earlier with both my mom & dad. My dad died in 2003 and my mom died in 2015.
It was both eerie and comforting to hear their voices again. I made copies and sent them to my 2 sons.
 
I saved a voicemail and a senseless text. (She was high as a kite near the end) Perhaps you’ll have a dream and hear her voice again. The back of your mind has not forgotten, I guarantee that.
 
So sorry that the memories have faded, HD. This made me try to recall my mom and what came through was her laugh. Not a belly laugh but more like a chuckle. This seems true with all the members of my family and it is a lovely way to remember them.
My bathroom door has a little squeak that sounds exactly like the meow of my kitty, Gizmo. I will not oil it. It is comforting.
 
(A revived older thread.)

We are the first lucky generations where saving actual audio of those we love from the past is possible. Will absolutely help a human remember someone's voice versus relying on innate memory where eventual loss is likely.

I seem to oddly dream 100% of the time while asleep, even if momentarily. So have a vast well refreshed dream life well saved in neural memory and that includes voices of those prominently in my past as my relatives.
 
bowmore said:
On the way to my mother's funeral, my niece gave me a CD of an interview she had done years earlier with both my mom & dad. My dad died in 2003 and my mom died in 2015.
It was both eerie and comforting to hear their voices again. I made copies and sent them to my 2 sons.
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My nephew did the same thing. Sat down and interviewed my dad with my mom sitting close by and us kids all in the same room. Very special idea.
 
The best 6th year old memory I have of my Dad's voice is he said, "Don't get on a tractor" as he dropped me off
at my Unkle's place to play for the day with my 3 Cousins at their farm.

Later that afternoon the older Boys were heading out to get the Stock Cows to the Hay from an across the road Pasture down a creek.
My cousin near my age went with them and I said, "My Dad Said I can't get on a tractor." With in a few minutes the tractor
crossing the bridge broke, the two older boys were hurt and my cousin who was my best friend died. Pay attention is a thought
to your parents' warnings. Don't dwell just pay attention.

I was 8 and believe I accidently broke my mom's Washing machine. "If I catch you before dinner, I'm gonna kill you!" as she
chassed me around the yard. I was fast then and ran out into the cornfield where I spent the day sucking corn juice and later
the Creek to wash and cool off in. She didn't say a word as I sat down at the table with the Bro an sis for dinner that evening. Whew.

Uh Huh, just pay attention. I don't have warm loving memories of their voices. Laughs and commands. thas all.

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