Deborah H Morton

Deb is and always will be the type of friend that you only get on once in a lifetime. So I don’t want to talk about why or how we lost her… instead I would like to talk about what made her happy.. what she loved.. and what she gave all of us. When I think of Deb I think of her laugh. I’m sure everyone can picture it.. her little nose would scrunch up and she would get this giggle that I adored. If it was funny enough she would smack her knee like some old man. I’d think of the excitement in her eyes when she would say “kitty” as she would say it or bunny. Her eyes would get so big like she’d never seen anything as precious was right in front of her. She had a heart that was tender and patient. Kind and true. She had an innocence about her that reminded me of a little girl who just wanted to help people she loved in a way that she could. I personally can attest to how true that is. She would always just say “Oh hey your moving 300 pound trees? I’ll be right there! Seven 10.5 church pews? No problem.” Somehow with all the stuff she helped me move. I had no idea how she never broke a nail. She had grace about her. We’d always go out to eat she joke and call her lesbian trucker for girlfriend while she sat beside me looking flawless, my grandmother always joked that she was such a hard worker because she grew up Amish, but I truly think she just never wanted to let someone down. She was strong. She was resilient and was loyal to who she loved and she loved her family. that’s how I met her. She was helping her mom at a barn sale and she just moved here from Tennessee and I knew how hard it was to make friends so I invited her to a picnic that I was having the next day I had no idea how great of a friend she would become to me a friend who always smiled over everything. She had the sweetest soul and eyes that looked into depths of you when you talked no matter what you told her she was there for you. She listened and responded with her heart. She was thoughtful. If you she loved you, she gave All herself to one of her greatest loves are her siblings that was a type of love that was uncanny. Her sisters were her best friends. She glowed in their presence of feeling that was contagious when you were around one of the last thing she said to me that she was thankful to have me in her life, but I wish you knew how thankful all of us here today would have her part of me will feel broken and lost without her in the future without her seem dark but the day she passed, the sun was so bright out shining for the first time all winter, I could feel warmth on my face as I cried driving home there was some solitude and it’s warmth and I know I will see signs of her in spring with rabbits in the yard and flashes of memories we shared together they were more than the summer sun the taste of a homemade pie crust and fall the smell of fresh cut pine trees that we trimmed together at Christmas. I will always look for signs from her in the beauty of life that surrounds me. She was too beautiful, not to share it with the world she left behind and even though nothing will ever compare to that smiling face, I will always look for a sign for her.

-Savannah