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Over the past three years, my life has transformed in ways I wish he could have seen. I\u2019ve turned \u201cMo on the Go\u201d into something real, something that gives me purpose, joy, and sometimes even peace. Traveling became a big part of my healing. This year alone, I lived between London, Milan, and Paris, walking through cities full of beauty and possibility. And honestly, there were moments when I felt closest to him at 30,000 feet, somewhere between clouds and silence. Grief has a way of meeting you in unexpected places.<\/p>\n
Business has been a journey of its own. There have been incredible highs: press features, collaborations, new doors opening and moments where I felt like giving up. There were days when grief made it hard to think, work, or even trust my own talent. I dropped balls. Missed deadlines. Felt exhausted in a way that had nothing to do with sleep. But I kept going, because that\u2019s who my dad raised me to be. Resilient. Persistent. Soft but steady.<\/p>\n
And y\u2019all, the work is<\/em> working. Herald Beauty continues to grow. Professional Pretty is reaching more women. So many Black women tell me they feel seen, uplifted, or inspired by what I share. That means everything to me, because my dad is the one who poured so much of that confidence and compassion into me. When people say I make them feel worthy and powerful, I hear his voice in the background saying, \u201cThat\u2019s my girl.\u201d<\/p>\n Grief hasn\u2019t faded, but it has shifted. It doesn\u2019t crush me like it used to, but it still taps me on the shoulder at random moments, passing TSA (where I still say hi to him every time), hearing a song he loved, celebrating something big and wishing I could call him. That\u2019s the thing about losing someone who mattered that much: the love doesn\u2019t go anywhere, and neither does the ache. Speaking of my mom, she misses him every single day, but she\u2019s stronger than she gives herself credit for. Watching her navigate life after him has shown me a different kind of courage. And Ralph? Still spoiled, still living his little best life.<\/p>\n More than anything, these last three years have taught me how to carry love and loss at the same time. They\u2019ve taught me how to keep going even when the version of life I imagined disappeared. They\u2019ve taught me that legacy isn\u2019t about perfection, it\u2019s about impact. My dad\u2019s impact is still unfolding through me.<\/p>\n I wish he could see 2025 Morgan. But since he can\u2019t, I honor him by living fully, traveling boldly, loving deeply, and helping other women feel powerful in their own skin. That\u2019s my way of keeping him close.
But I\u2019m learning myself again. I finally started therapy this year, which has grounded me in ways I didn\u2019t expect. Pilates has become my moving meditation. Traveling keeps me breathing. And the love from my community, my friends, and my mom has been life-saving.<\/p>\n
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If you\u2019re grieving someone, I hope you know you\u2019re not alone. We learn to carry it, messy, beautifully, imperfectly. And somehow, we keep moving forward.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n