trying to remember the sound of their voices By Rachel Jones Though framed, this is still a little Work In Progress. I wanted to share how she looked bathed in the sunlight shining like a star. I was thinking about all those I've lost in death. I look at photos and I tell others stories of the things they said and did and all those things that made them special to me. And so much time has passed, I begin to question... Is that how it really happened? Is that what he/she really said? Did I use the right voice? And so I began to question even more. Memories are tricky especially when there is no one else to corroborate the story. So I present, still in progress... Trying To Remember The Sound Of Their Voices