Morgan & Her Dad…Goofing off in the sun

stevemorganThis picture was taken on one of our many trips from Colorado to California, and back again.  Driving through the desert in Utah was alway inspiring.  Looking at the rock formations was food for the imagination…imagining lost tribes of Indians, or gigantic dinosaurs roaming the massive red rock formations, with no limit to the possibilities, your mind’s eye can imagine so many different scenarios.  Whenever we were able to stop for a break from driving, Steve and Morgan loved to walk around and check out the sights…and of course pose for funny pictures.

I miss all our wonderful trips with Morgan talking to us from the back seat of the car.  We would talk, laugh, play music and sing.  Sometimes she would bring a friend along and it was so much fun.  We would stop at places like Charlie Browns in the desert before Los Angeles and check out all the old fashioned candy, giant emu eggs, and amazing memorabilia that seemed to be everywhere.  Every trip we made on vacation was an adventure and Morgan loved every moment of it as much as we did.  I am so glad that we able to spend so much time with Morgan.  From the very moment she was born we enjoyed her presence, and I would never have guessed in a million years that we would be graced with her here on earth for such a short amount of time.  I am extremely grateful that we were able to have such wonderful and lasting memories with her and that she chose us to be her parents.

Remembering Morgan is easy…we all do it every day.  But it is still hard to not be able to make new memories with her.  We smile and laugh about the fun times, and still hurt over the fact that she has missed, and will continue to miss, every sunrise and sunset, along with every family holiday, vacation, graduation, anniversary and wedding, and so many more moments that I know she loved.  Do I think she isn’t with us in spirit to celebrate these things?  No, I do believe she is still with us in spirit, but I don’t believe she should have been taken from this world against her will, taken from our family the way she was.  There is no place in this world where that is okay…it’s just not okay.  No one has the right to take another life.

The wrongs that were done to Morgan need to be righted.  There needs to be an investigation into her suspicious death, and indictments need to be made.  Turning a blind eye to the outrageous things that have happened to Morgan, before and after her death, will only insure that other families will continue to suffer as we have, and no sane person would ever want that.  This needs to end, and end now.

To date we still continue to be attacked as we press forward for justice for Morgan.  Those people that have been spreading lies, hiding behind their computer screens, in their own dark corners thinking no one will ever find out the truth – they need to realize many people already know the truth – the truth has always been there.  For the person(s) that did this to Morgan, as well as all those who continue to try to keep Morgan’s case from ever becoming a case, by threatening and bullying everyone that have attempted to help get justice for Morgan, I would like them to know that hiding in the shadows isn’t going to work anymore.  Staying anonymous while spreading lies and mistruths may work for awhile, but not forever.  The bright light of truth is still growing ever brighter every day and will not stop.

Remember this quote:

“When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it–always.” 

― Mahatma Gandhi

 

For the Love of Music…

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Morgan loved playing music.  When she was in elementary school she learned how to read music.  Later on while in middle school she taught herself how to play the piano.  She was so excited when her dad and I bought her a keyboard.  From that moment on she would look for sheet music, and practice as much as possible.  She asked if she could take piano and vocal lessons to learn even more.  She took lessons with a music teacher that her sister had worked with years ago.  Her vocal coach was one of the most wonderful, talented, and gentle souls I had ever met and Morgan took to her right away.

The week after Morgan died Morgan’s vocal coach spoke with me.  She had heard Morgan had passed and was very sad.  In our extreme indescribable pain Steve and I had not reached out to everyone we should have to tell them about her passing, but this woman had heard about it anyway.  I apologized for not calling her myself – she told me about the one song Morgan was always trying to perfect when she was younger, it was the song that was played in the Disney movie Anastasia “Once Upon a December.”  This gave me chills as Morgan had died on December 2nd.  It is a beautiful song.  Here are the lyrics:

Dancing bears.
Painted wings.
Things I almost remember.
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December.
Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory ?
Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory ?
Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as a ember,
Things my heart
Used to know
Things it yearns to remember
And a Song someone sings
Once upon a December…..

I miss so many things about Morgan.  I miss hearing her go into the living room to play her keyboard and sing.  She had a beautiful voice, just like her big sister, they must have gotten that from their dad…certainly not from me.  Morgan’s sister told me she wants us to always keep Morgan’s keyboard so we still have it, but since Morgan passed it has stayed silent…no music has come from her keyboard.  Maybe one day someone will start to play on it, and once again in our home beautiful music will be heard.

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Listen to the Forest…Morgan did

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Morgan loved being in nature.  She was able to observe and cherish everything around her, and I believe this was a blessing.  It showed me exactly the kind of soul she was ever since she was a tiny child.  Even after becoming a young woman she would still bend down to pluck a little fuzzy dandelion that had gone to seed.  She would always smile, close her eyes, make a wish and blow…the wind would catch the seeds and they would gently fly away.   Her little niece still gets excited when she see a fuzzy dandelion and mimics the same thing her Aunt Gigi (Morgan) taught her.

Sometimes she would look up into the sky, and with a dreamy voice she would ask me to look up to see the beautiful clouds.  Sometimes she would get excited when it would start to rain…she would run outside to feel and smell the downpour coming from the Heavens above.  She would always look out the window from the passenger seat while I was driving and tell me to look at Mt. Sopris, because every day the mountain changed it’s beauty.

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When she hiked into the forest Morgan was always looking to see a fox or deer, as she quietly walked the trails.  She loved to just lie on the ground, close her eyes, listen to and feel the wind.  Putting her bare feet in every river she came upon was mandatory for her.  Morgan was a child of nature, she fed her soul with all the gifts that nature had to offer.  I believe that is why she became such an avid photographer.  She wanted others to “see” and experience what she did every day, and she succeeded.  I am grateful for all the wonderful pictures Morgan left behind, as well as the many things she taught us all about what is truly important in life. Finding your true purpose, seeing and being a part of all the beauty around you and never, ever taking one moment in your life for granted.  Always tell the ones you love, every day, how much you love them – Morgan always did, and for that I am grateful as well.

“The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.” – John Muir

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How about the start of real change in the fight against stalkers?

– FRIENDS –

Awareness is becoming a word I will repeat more, and more and I can not thank Sarah Afshar and Yahoo voice enough for helping that cause.  Sarah interviewed me over many days, and was tireless in sharing so many thoughts, and possibilities with me.  Her first article article went live this morning and she had to call me at 2:50 am to tell me, but I did not mind one bit.  Somehow even Wylah knew something good had just happened, because she did one of her, I’m really happy smiles, then she went right back to sleep.  So here is the link – please read it when you get a chance, and also notice the links button that has just been added to the top of the blog, the important links will always be there too.

http://www.sarahafshar.com/2014/04/morgan-ingram-exclusive-interview-with.html