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Daily Archives: August 11, 2012
Yesterday one of Morgan’s friends said:
Morgan kissing her new little puppy Wylah – she loved her so much!!!
Thursday, August 11, 2011 – The 10th day of Morgan’s stalking
Morgan tells us in the morning she has decided that she will just send me text messages from her cell phone whenever she hears a noise on the closet window (she is still sleeping in my closet), this way nobody can hear her call out to me in the room.
Morgan’s car is no longer running, so she either takes my car, or the bus, or gets a ride with friends when going places. Morgan goes up to Aspen to drop off something as a favor for me, and also to visit with friends. She sends me a text message at 1:53 pm, “Delivered :)”, I wrote back, “Perfect/thanks!” Then at 7:32 pm I sent her a text that said, “Just passing the airport. Where should we meet??” We are going into Aspen to pick her up and bring her home. Morgan texted back, “I’m at Paul’s. Gonzo’s right next door.” I sent her a text back, “K – be there soon.” Morgan sent back, “K”, then I sent back, “We are here.” “We” meaning Steve and I, so we now all drive back down valley to go home together. We get home by 9:00 pm tonight. Tonight we think we hear noise outside our master bedroom…Steve does a loop around the house with a flashlight, but doesn’t see anything. Steve and I are being very careful not to talk above a whisper, while in the room. Morgan is still sleeping in our closet with her puppy, unless she sleeps at a friend’s house.
Thinking back on what happened last summer I can see there were so many signs, and so many warnings that I was receiving from my intuition – it was trying to tell me there was danger, and what I should do…but I didn’t listen to my intuition – I listened to other people’s advice. Morgan’s dad and I thought we were coming up with “logical” solutions to this problem, and we had no idea how bad this problem really was. Now today, Morgan’s dad, Steve, and I are left with a deep, deep hurt that will never go away. It hurts every day. We try to put on a happy face, and go on with our lives, but when we are alone, or with each other, we break down and weep, and try not to think about how we failed Morgan. We never thought last year, in August of 2011, that in four months our youngest child, Morgan, would be dead because of her stalker. We never thought the justice system could fail our daughter, and us so miserably. Now our life’s mission is clear, get justice for Morgan, raise awareness, and save others. I just wish we could have saved Morgan!
Click here to read about the 11th day of Morgan’s stalking https://morgansstalking.com/?p=536