Even when I was young, and genuinely didn't understand what Morgan Dylan was going through, I never saw Morgan as different. If anything I figured she was just charismatic and outspoken. I still think that way. There's never one memory of her, because there were so many moments. If you didn't have the opportunity, or didn't take the opportunity to get to know the Morgan I remember, here's what you should know. 1) she was capable of love and was loved 2) she smiled with her entire face, literally her eyes almost disappeared 3) outside of Renee, no one could compete with her fashion, she liked what she liked, and taught me to do the damn same 4) I never saw her with the same style or color hair for more than a week 5) I blame her for my green eyeshadow phase, because she was never without vibrant colors, very reflective of her soul 6) she was a fighter, a quiet fighter. What was ever exposed externally will never take away from the peace she did maintain and the joy she worked to keep. 7) she had rats, because of that I tried to bargain with my parents for a good month to let me have a couple as well. 8) her communication wasn't speech, it was art, a more profound and intimate way to tell you who she was 9) no filter, I loved that 10) Morgan is still here. The thing is people are more than bodies, we are spirit and energy (scientifically if you need proof). That energy doesn't die, and it in fact is transformed. The memories, stories, feelings, signs, they are all Morgan. It hurts we have to adjust to this way of seeing her, but with the spirit she carried, you can never truly lose her. ❤️
