Last night, on Morgan’s 30th birthday, Steve and I tossed red roses into the ocean, while talking to Morgan. I had remembered that she loved red roses, so that was our birthday present to her.
The first 3 stems that went into the water seemed to follow each other with the tide and then formed a circle, reminding me of the 3 of us, Morgan, Steve and myself…always together. I started to cry – it was as though Morgan was giving us a sign that we were still together.
We then walked off the pier, to follow the tide, wondering if the roses would eventually make it back to land. It was such a peaceful feeling, standing in silence, watching the tide gently float the flowers towards shore. When we arrived home, we continued Morgan’s birthday celebration with a homemade white cake with chocolate frosting in a sheet pan…just like Morgan used to make for everyone. It was a beautiful ending to a very emotional day, loving and missing Morgan.
Morgan wrote this about her Daddy when she was very young – he had had a very bad fall, and fought hard to physically come back to his full potential. Morgan knew how hard it was for him, she knew many people worked against his full recovery, and she was always so proud of him because he NEVER gave up. And we will NEVER give up in our quest for justice for Morgan. #JusticeForMorgan
