March 1, 2010
I took some baby steps this week and started the breakdown of Morgan’s apartment at Virginia Tech. It is a painful process to dismantle your child’s life, especially when I recall all the joy and expectation we had when we moved her in only 18 months ago.
Morgan’s apartment was great; comfortable, quirky and fun. She was the girl who had everything: a great apartment, friends, intelligence and beauty. The only thing she had in limited supply was life – what a short life. What a tremendous waste.
Even thinking of that waste makes my breath choppy – I am only taking baby steps because it is so very difficult and also because I want to go slowly and savor this dismembering of the home Morgan had made. You can learn a lot about someone when you see the environment they create and how they live in it. It makes me happy and proud to see just how on top of things and how together Morgan’s way of living was.
I take my time; enjoy these glimpses of the person she was becoming. Morgan was pretty special at the young age of 20, given the chance to actually grow up she was going to be absolutely phenomenal. Why couldn’t it be?
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