Today is the day my daughter was born, 23 years ago.
So please bear with me as I brag on her. đ
This blogging is kind of like a life’s journal, right?
Anyway, I was scheduled to be induced as I was past my due date and had grown very, very LARGE.
And, as usual, (I had done this before. đ ). Â Â I couldn’t sleep at all!!
That morning was stormy and a tornado warning had just been issued. We joked about naming her Stormy. We had names swirling around in our head, but hadn’t chosen one, just yet. (Ha, I realized I used “swirling” around; that really was  coincidence.)
She was born at 5:35 on April 15th, and we named her Morgan.
Yep, she was our new, little, tax deduction. đ
Well, not so little.
She weighed 9lbs!!!! 
She was a joy from the minute she arrived; an easy baby.
AND SOOOO cute, I must say. đ
Everyone always wanted to hold her. I got comments everywhere I took her.
As she grew, her eyes became so expressive. She had/has large, pretty eyes with super long eyelashes, just like her Daddy.
Sheâs always been more quiet.  Sheâd just sit back and observe everything. So, at first, she seemed a little shy and rarely talked. (I used to be that way all through grade schoolâŠhard to believe now. ) But, she was also quiet due in part to her ACTIVE, TALKATIVE, big brother.
One day, she was caught talking to her little âboyfriendâ (in first grade) and the teacher scolded her and said, âMorgan I always catch you talking to Quinn; do you ever stop talking?â And the teacher told me Morgan then put her little hands on her hips and emphatically exclaimed, âWell, I canât get a word in edgewise at home because of my brother!â
Morgan never really gave us any trouble.
She used to be a cheerleader, violin player, volleyball and basketball player.
She enjoyed helping in church by leading worship during the adult and teen services. She loves to sing and can sing harmony.
Sheâs always been quite the fashionista, since she was young. She would rather get jewelry and pretty shoes for her birthday presents, than toys. Every time we went shopping, I’d turn around to find her on the floor trying on shoes, even adult ladies’ shoes. HA
Her kindergarten teacher told me Morgan would often notice what she was wearing and would even compliment her.
Later on, Morgan graduated early from high school (she couldnât wait to get out of there) and sadly moved far away from us to Georgia. She had met a cute boy while visiting her cousins, through the years, and I think that was a big draw to leave Indiana.
Plus, she said she always hated the overcast weather here in Indiana. I also think it was fun driving around on golf carts in that golf cart community down there.
She attended college and graduated with a 4.0 then went on to be a dental assistant.
She married that wonderful guy, bought a house and now has become quite the carpenter and decorator after watching all these shows on HGTV where they flip homes. (Weâve even decided to start our own blog together detailing some of her, and my work. Iâll let you know when itâs up and running. đ )
One, neat memory we share was when I entered her in a SUBWAY restaurant contest hoping to win a 529K college scholarship for her. She was 11. She ended up winning, and was one of ten national winners. They featured kids hoping to promote healthy eating.
Maybe some of you younger bloggers saw those commercials.
Does the phrase âPlay Hard Eat Freshâ ring a bell? She was featured as the ice skater. She had been a figure skater competing since she was five, so her sport was spotlighted in the commercials.
She first won a trip to Dallas where she shot in front of a green screen and met some phenomenal kid athletes from around the country. Then, later we were asked if we would like to travel to Hawaii to shoot commercials with Bethany Hamilton. She was presently working with SUBWAY and they offered to fly us to her home in Kauaâi.
Anyhow, it was all a fabulous blessing for our whole family to vacation on the gorgeous island of Kauaâi.
Well, we vacationed while Morgan worked AND ate a lot of SUBWAY sandwiches. đ
Iâll end by saying my Morgan is a caring, compassionate person who can read people well and is good at tuning into peoplesâ feelings. (I hope I had a part in training her that way.)
But, it makes my heart soar to see her reaching out to all types of people, from all walks of life, and going out of her way to think about them and finding ways to meet their needs. That makes me more proud of her than anything else.
Throughout her life, when people would compliment her beauty, I would always be quick to point out to her (and them) that a âpretty heartâ was so much more important. I just didnât want all the compliments to make her vain, and I do now believe my daughter, although so beautiful on the outside, is just as beautiful on the inside.
And that makes my heart happy and proud. đ
then there's two...Morgie & Me 