The picture above is not one of Morgan’s pictures, but I wanted to put on this blog, and I can’t seem to get the copyright label off of it so please disregard that.  Thank you.

Today I am going to blog about something different from what happened to Morgan – this will not be about stalkers, and the dangers they produce, not about how law enforcement has to step up in some areas, and take stalking seriously.  No, unfortunately today I need to talk about losing a loved one, and how devastating it is for a family when it is a young person, whose life was just beginning on their own.

Last night we received a call about a 20-year-old boy named Adam, Morgan’s cousin.  We have known Adam since he was just a young child.  I remember his adorable freckled face, his exuberance, his constant questions, his sweetness, the years he was acting in movies, and felt so good to be making a paycheck, when he wasn’t even 16 years old yet.  I remember a lot of things about Adam, but the one thing I remember the most was how much we all loved him.

Crying for hours after I received the call I started to question, not out loud, but inside of me, why did this have to happen, and all of a sudden I felt an answer….I felt the same amazing warmth hit me from Morgan, that I have felt in the past, when crying and internally asking a question, and that instantly stopped my crying,  I knew she told me, “Adam is ok mom he is with me, and I will take care of him until his family sees him again someday.”  That helped me smile, because I do believe it to be true.  Morgan always took everyone under her wing, so to speak, and last night I believe she took Adam under her real wing to show him the immense love that is his forever now.

I’m sorry if this sounds a little corny – everyone believes something different, but for me this is the truth that I believe.  When I was 17 I went to the hospital for a procedure, and did not know the dye they would be injecting into me would cause an allergic reaction, and I would suddenly stop breathing after intense pain.  I felt the flurry of activity around me, but I was in extreme pain, and then all of a sudden I was hovering above my body in the little hospital room, in a bright light that felt like love, the intense pain was completely gone, while looking down at the frantic doctors, and nurses huddling over my body, trying to revive me.  I very clearly heard what they were saying, I saw what they were doing, everything was intensified, and I thought this was very odd, my back was up against the ceiling of the room, but I didn’t feel the ceiling against my back I just “knew” it was there, and I could see my body just lying on the table below not moving, , and the only thing I was thinking was, “Why are you doing this?”  I like it like this, because I was happy, I felt a bright white light, and love all around me, and there was no more pain in my body, “stop trying to revive me – is what I wanted to say!”  But they were successful in their efforts (I guess it wasn’t my time to go) and I was immediately thrust back into my body, and all the horrible pain came back.

The reason for telling you my near death story is to show you why I believe that Adam is with Morgan – after my experience of almost passing over at age 17 I never feared death after that.  I knew that at the time of death the pain stops, and you are wrapped in love and a brightness that makes you feel happy.  We will all miss you Adam, so very much – until we see you again remember we all think of you with the love you shared with us all!