Today is Mother’s Day and it started out like it always has for me these past 4 years, with non-stop tears…but then all of a sudden an old email popped up on my phone. Was it merely a coincidence, or was it a reminder to me about Morgan’s light, a light that is still shining today, just as brightly as it had before her life on earth was taken from her?
Morgan did glow…always, from the moment she was born. And Morgan was all about helping others her whole life, and I believe she still is helping others.
I read the following email, and if a heart could smile, mine did.
Mrs. Ingram,
I wrote you a few months ago to share a small bit of our(my daughter’s and I) stories and also a thank you for being such a vocal activist on behalf of all victims. You truly are amazing for all you do. I wanted to also say thank you for posting your blog about Morgan and all she had to endure, I am grateful I was brought to your site for more reasons then one.
In December when I wrote I thought everything was good again. The man who stalked my daughter had been kicked out of his parents house and he was living in another town. My daughter who is 13 was finally getting back into a normal routine and we could all breathe a little easier. Unfortunately this was to change in mid to late January.
He moved back in. Now we live in a small neighborhood where most everyone has lived here for 20+ years. I grew up in this neighborhood, it was home. It became hell soon again. We don’t have the same bus stop anymore it is now closer to our house and didn’t have to pass his to get to it. Things in the yard started moving again. Tapping on the front window started. Unlucky for us it’s a three story house and all the bedrooms are on the second and third floor so he couldn’t bother the girls as they were sleeping, only me late at night.
Weird things happened to our animals. I raise rabbits and some got sick, very sick. We couldn’t find a reason but one by one they started to die. I put up a few trail cams but nothing ever showed up. Then I put heavy duty locks on the outside pen and changed the lock on the barn. The deaths stopped. I took down the trail cams after that and but them away. We have cameras up in the house with a nice alarm system so I never thought about it again. Then more things moved in the yard. More tapping.
This is where I must stop to thank you. Everything you and your husband did helped lay the groundwork for us to catch him in the act. But I also have to say thank you to Morgan because I am positive, a 1000% she is the one who brought me back to your site last week.
We copied what you did in the beginning. Watered the soil, sensors, more cameras, and a lot of caution. I also did some other things like a homemade spike strip so to speak, and some other little surprises that if stepped on he was going to get hurt, badly. We noticed a few “hot stops” that he seemed to like to go to in the yard. Every one of them was ready to go. We got shoe impressions. We had hot spots in our yard leading to the woods next to us on the thermal imager, unfortunately he walked into the stream and we lost them. Now for the HUGE thing and where Morgan plays a huge role. I was on our deck contemplating our next move when I glanced at our side door. It is on the dark side of our house and easily the most accessible at night, yes we have a motion sensor light but it is only triggered in a certain range. I was just looking at the door and I got chills and I read your blog again from start to finish. Every time I read about the trail cams I got that sudden chill again. I went back out the next day and placed the cams so they where facing the door. I swear I felt a hand on my back patting it, telling me this was a good thing.
It rained the past week, for our state we have had the weirdest weather this year to almost no snow to a lot of cold rain the past two months. I didn’t think much about the cams because of the weather. My young son came to me and said he thought he had heard something close to the basement the night before. Side note he often sleeps in our tv room because he is afriad of the dark. It is right above our 2nd basement and where the side door is.
I went out and checked the cam. There where seven pictures. He was trying to break in through that door! I called the police, reported it, they came out and arrested him. It was Morgan I am sure of it, she was looking out for my daughter.
Never give up your fight for justice. I believe in you, your husband, and most of all Morgan.
Thank you again.
So for all the moms out there I wish you a wonderful Mother’s Day with your children – hold them close whatever age they are, because they are your most precious possession. And for all the moms out there that have lost a child I wish you the warmth of knowing that the bond between a mother and child can never be severed…not even in death. It still hurts, and I believe it always will, it’s painful not having your child with you like they were before, but trust me they are still there just in a different way. The love you shared is still all around you, and the more you share that love, as well as their story, the more others will benefit…this is what I believe is meant about shining your light. Much love to my other 2 wonderful children, as well as my 2 fabulous grandchildren – all of whom called me this morning to send their love, and much love to all of you as well.
