William and Nona Morgan

My Dad passed Oct. 10, 2011 and my Mother passed Nov. 19, 2011.  They were married for 64 years and their Anniversary was to have been on Nov. 27, 2011.  They were never apart except when my Dad was sent to Vietnam for 2 tours and then one tour to Saudi Arabia.

My Dad served 20 years in the Air Force and then retired, moved back to Greenville, South Carolina.  My Mother was the faithful housewife through all the years they were married and we traveled all over the United States.

My Mother was told that she could never have children but what a surprise after 10 years of marriage when she found out she was expecting a baby.  I was born in Homestead, Florida and traveled all over this beautiful country of the US.


I laugh and tell everyone that I am the worst child on this earth because I am an only child and an Air Force Brat.  LOL!  I was not given everything I wanted but I had to earn money by doing little odd jobs to get the things I wanted.  My Dad was my Hero; he always believed in me and showed me that with hard work and dedication that all things are possible.  BUT...he also told me "Not to listen to all the bad things that people will say about you...They are just jealous that you are doing what they wish they could.  Do your best and give your best and things will be great for you.  Do what you LOVE and you will be happy the rest of your life."


My Mother was the backbone of our family.  She was always there for me when I needed a shoulder to cry on and to give me advice.  We cooked together, made and shared memories, but most of all she shared her love for me.  I tell everyone that the way I remember my mother is...the TV series...Archie Bunker...Edith was my mother.  She looked like her and acted a lot like her...Sweet, innocent, compassionate and loving.  I had the best parents in the world.  I loved them with all my heart and soul.


When things got really bad with my Mom and Dad, everyone said that my Dad needed to be in a nursing home.  Well, I listened and for 6 months my Dad was at the best place I could have found for him, Hawthorne Inn, but I could not afford it any longer and decided this was a sign from God that he needed to be home.


I brought him home and with the help of my daughter, Melissa, we took care of them until the day they both left this world.  My daughter stayed during the day, while I worked to help pay their bills, and I stayed every night with them.  My Dad had Dementia and lost a lot of weight but I was there with him holding his hand when he passed.  I would not have had it any other way.  Daddy passed Oct. 10, 2011.


My Mother had Alzheimer's and she was loosing her memories and at the end she did not recognize any of us not even me. I took care of her and was holding her hand until she passed at home, Nov. 19, 2011, just 5 weeks after my Dad passed.  This was extremely hard on me but I know my Dad was waiting at the gaits in heaven with his arms wide open.  When she left I know they are together again, walking in heaven.


I miss them so much...but I know they are watching over me.  All my memories of such a great childhood are very special, precious and dear to me now more than ever.

LOVE YOU Mom and Dad...


Kathey



                                                                 Letter from a Mother to a Daughter:

"My dear girl, the day you see I am getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I am going through. If when we talk, I repeat the same thing a thousand times, don't... interrupt to say: You said the same thing a minute ago... Just listen, please. Try to remember the times when you were little and I would read the same story night after night until you would fall asleep. When I don't want to take a bath, don't be mad and don't embarrass me. Remember when I had to run after you making excuses and trying to get you to take a shower when you were just a girl? When you see how ignorant I am when it comes to new technology, give me the time to learn and don't look at me that way... remember, honey, I patiently taught you how to do many things like eating appropriately, getting dressed, combing your hair and dealing with life issues every day... the day you see I am getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I am going through. If I occasionally lose track of what we are talking about, give me the time to remember, and if I can't, don't be nervous, impatient or arrogant. Just know in your heart that the most important thing for me is to be with you. And when my old, tired legs don't let me move as quickly as before, give me your hand the same way that I offered mine to you when you first walked. When those days come, don't feel sad... just be with me, and understand me while I get to the end of my life with love. I'll cherish and thank you for the gift of time and joy we shared. With a big smile and the huge love I've always had for you, I just want to say, I love you... my darling daughter. "


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