A LETTER TO MORGAN
Dear Morgan,
I wanted you to know how much that I love you, I'm sure that you already know, but it will make me feel better if I put it in writing.
From the moment that your Mommy and Daddy told me that you were on the way, I was in love with you. My excitement grew with every stage of your growth.
The pure joy that I felt when they told me that you were a girl, cannot be explained with mere words. I just knew that you were a beauitful little girl and that you would fill our lives with giggles, laughter, and so much love that our hearts could'nt hold it all!
Every time I went shopping, I had to keep myself from buying things for you, your Papa would tell me that we had plenty of time to gather all of the new baby stuff that I wanted you to have.
Did you know that your Papa is a pretty smart man? Well, he is, and maybe this time he was right in holding me back, because the one time he and I did go shopping for you was a very hard thing to do.
We entered the wal-mart parking lot and tears filled both of our eyes, as we walked toward the enterance, your Papa took my hand and squeesed it tight. He knew that my heart was shattered and falling into little pieces.
Oh how I wished that God would take back this last twenty four hours, what was his purpose in calling you back? How could we go on without you?
Questions like these had been going around in my head every since we got the news of your birth/death. What an ugly word, "stillborn".
We, your grandparents, managed to purchase the little soft yellow blanket that they would wrap you in, you are too little for more formal attire.
As we passed the rattles and stuffed animals, we stopped and felt a few of them, I picked up a little white bunny rabbit that had pink pads on his feet, those pink pads reminded me of your tiny footprints, your Papa took it out of my hands and put it in the shopping cart. We didn't say word, we just knew that the rabbit was yours.
Morgan, your Granny has learned so much since your little funeral. I guess a few of the questions that had been bouncing around in my head was starting to fall into a rational order.That started to happen when the pastor was performing your service,remember when he said "suffer the little children to come onto me, and firbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God." Luke 18:16, I knew that God had called you to him for a reason, and it was not for us mortals to question why. I knew that I could let you go without anger and I could rejoice in the fact that you are giggling for Jesus, and if I listen real close I might hear you on sunny day.
Did you know, Morgan, that the people at Palmeto cemetary donates plots to the greiving familys of stillborn children? Is that not the most generous thing?
And that the people at Edo Miller funeral home treated us with such gentle understanding, even though they were not getting a huge sum of money out of your service. So you see, Granny has learned that not all of mankind is out to make the almighty dollar, some people really do care. Oh, did I mention that Ms. Chapman, who is making your headstone, is working super fast, so we can have it in seven days instead of the usual 45 days?
Morgan, I thank God for your short visit, you taught your Granny a few things, and the love that I have for you will be eternal.
Remember the little guardian angle pin that I put on your blanket? Well it is just like the one that I wear on my lapel everyday, and now when I pen it on, I'll have a smile in my heart because I now have a name for my guardian angel, it's Morgan.
MORGAN CLAIRE KISER
�March 12, 2001�
JudyKiser �
H1> Dear Morgan,
Hi, my little love, today is your birthday and I just wanted to write you a note to tell you that I have missed you every day of this year. I will celebrate your birthday at your parents house, and I really wish that you could be there in person, but I will take your spirit and your love as it is.
Please know that you are forever in my heart and I will love you everyday of my life.
Thank you for coming to me, your spirit has touched my heart and I know that God meant for us to be tied together as we are.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! MY SWEET LOVE.
Your Granny