July 10, 2012
Pondering the Ocean
Fate has delivered us an immutable roadblock. I can sit here for the rest of my days and stew over why I cannot have the life I had anticipated, or I can detour and find a new way, even prosper by so doing. It is a choice; switch of perspective. You can feel like a “whack a mole game” or you can decide to feel like a blade that is being honed to strike for good.
Morgan, your death has caused me to strengthen my spiritual struts, to reaffirm my thoughts and cognition. This hideous murder has forced us to change. We attempt to use the loss and pain to break through and awaken. I am learning how to deal with this sad, messy, unsanitized life. Love it all. That is the difficult but necessary response.
Relinquish old expectations, secure in the belief that love always shows up. Pain can serve as a vehicle that allows for love’s transformation. I see the lesson in the sandy beach of the Outerbanks. The beautiful sand and undulating dunes are actually a compilation of massive destruction. So many individual shells pummeled and pounded until at some point they no longer resemble conch, clam or scallop but leave behind a singular identity and become beach. A mysterious process as redemption follows demolition. I accept the lesson; even in the face of the ultimate challenge of your hideous death, Morgan. Life, growth and love are coming around again.
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Love Mama
In the end it is spiritual evolution that we strive for. Your life is now full of what you need and less of what you want. Fate does not have you at a roadblock but instead on just the right path because you are evolving-something that may have otherwise never happened and is reflected in your comment, “Morgan, your death has caused me to strengthen my spiritual struts, to reaffirm my thoughts and cognition.” Maybe it is the journey you are on now that is necessary and maybe, just maybe, this is Morgan’s gift to you.
Still thinking of you and Morgan–i’ve never lost sight of you and her. My prayers for your comfort and strength and courage to soldier on, continue daily. Yes, “I’ll have my breakdown after i take this load of laundry out.” How incredible you are, Mamma Bear:)Love, Annie
You may never realize how your words touch our lives in so many different ways. Speaking for myself, my struggles in life are great, but nothing as great as the loss of a daughter – but, I am ever so grateful that there is someone out there who truly “gets it”, who gets right to the heart of the matter, who uses her words to change lives and help heal hurting hearts – that person is you, Mrs. Harrington! Thank you for being you! I pray for you and I pray that someday really soon whomever is responsible for stealing the joy of your life is brought to justice. I pray for comfort for you and your family.
Thinking of Morgan today! Gone but certainly never forgotten.
I come here often hoping there will be some news.