Tomorrow, on December 2, 2017, it will have been 6 years since our daughter Morgan was murdered. I can’t even begin to explain what that feels like. Nothing in your life could ever prepare you for the day you find your child murdered. Morgan was young, healthy, and in love with life – but her life was cut short by an unspeakable acts of human cruelty.
She was stalked for four months – we were all stalking victims, even our pets, her cat, her puppy, and our dog. They all knew something was wrong, terribly wrong. We were all living through a horrific stalking, never knowing when the next fright, or shock would come. Or when you would be thrust out into the night to search vainly for the tormentor. But the rest of us were not murdered in this final act of demented fantasy – only Morgan suffered that fate. She was attacked and murdered – of that there is no question.
To lose our daughter to murder after fighting to keep her safe during those four months of stalking, became like being buried under an added layer of cruelty that was beyond comprehension. It seemed to grow over time, as acute feelings of injustice, distrust and helplessness brought its own intense pain and sorrow, all of which compounded our initial shock. And yes, there were times it took all the strength I could muster just to breathe…it hurt so much.
Tomorrow our family will light candles again for Morgan, and cry. We will hold each other close and wonder WHY…why is she not here with us? Why was her life taken from us? Why wasn’t it us instead of her? I’m sure these are all the same questions other families ask as well. All of us are forever changed because of the senseless act of evil we call murder. And no amount of justice, restitution, prayer or compassion will ever bring our loved ones back.
So tomorrow, while our family morns the loss of Morgan, please keep Morgan, and our family in your thoughts. Please remember her for who she was – not a victim of stalking or murder, but a beautiful, kind, and loving soul who graced this planet for only 20 short years.
Thank you so much for all your love and support – it means more than words could ever express.
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Alice’s Tea Cup in New York was another of Morgan’s favorite places to be…and Lemongrass Jasmine Tea was her favorite tea she ordered while there. Just another memory of Morgan. She loved tea shops, book stores, and museums. That was also who Morgan was.