About a month ago I found out that Cameron canceled Matt's phone, right about the same time they attempted to take our Workers' Compensation payments from the kids and I. Actually, Matt's mom found out the hard way by calling it and instead of hearing his voice on the other end, she got a message that the service had been discontinued.
We were so thankful that they kept his phone in tact so we could hear his voice. I even posted about it a while back.
I tried calling it initially to hear for myself but hadn't tried since, until the other day. I thought I'd try one more time just for the heck of it in case they fixed it, and I got a generic voice mail message, but no Matt's voice. I actually thought maybe they attempted to get the voice mail back to the way it was.
Later that day, my phone rang. I looked at it, and it said it was coming from Matt. MY Matt.
It felt like I looked at the phone for a good 30 seconds before I picked it up, and I had to actually tell myself to answer it before it stopped ringing. So, I opened the phone and said a very wary, "Hello?"
I've had many daydreams of this very scenario... Matt calling me on my cell, reaching out to me from the great beyond. Unfortunately, we don't have that good of a long distance plan.
The voice on the other end wasn't Matt's. It was some random guy wondering who I was, calling his phone earlier that day. He had just been assigned that number the day before I callled it.
So now Matt's number belongs to some other guy. I still can't bring myself to delete it from my contacts list. I don't think I ever will, but it's hard knowing that not only will I never hear his voice again from that line, but it now belongs to a stranger.