Not really a new one, but I am using Barry's cell phone. It has sat practically unused since his death, gathering dust in my nightstand drawer.
Since my blackberry was about to die, and I kept getting error messages, I knew I had to get a new phone, or else switch. I really didn't feel like spending the $100 on a new blackberry when the one I had in my drawer was next to new. We got these phones in August of 2009, and Barry used it for only 6 weeks before he died. I had it on for the month of October, and then I had it deactivated.
I wanted to keep his phone the way it was, but really, what good is it doing just sitting there? It is practically brand new, has barely been used, and I needed a new phone. So yesterday I made the switch, and put all my stuff on his phone and re-activated it. It felt kind of strange though, I completely wiped everything of his off the phone and made it my own.
Is that wrong of me? I felt a little guilty doing it, like I should have saved it as is for posterity's sake. As I was talking to the Verizon agent on the phone as she walked me through everything, I told her he would say to me "just use it already, its going to waste". So I did. And saved myself $100 in the process. Plus, my contract with Verizon hasn't been renewed and I can cancel anytime I want. Not that I will, because I am quite happy with them, but its nice knowing that I can if I want.
I know it's only a cell phone, but it took me a year and a half to do this. What does it mean for me? That I am one step closer to healing? Kind of silly if you think about it I guess.
It's just a damn phone, and I needed one.
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