Scott Turner of Gig Harbor, a tremendous photojournalist shared these
thoughts in his article in a local paper:
Meaghan was a fantastic role model. I loved her so
much. She was always there for me. Her smile had
always brightened up my day.
I remember when my mom and I went up to
California for my mom’s work. We made time to visit
Meaghan. We went up to the hospital and she had
her Best Friend(s), her mom, her dad, my mom, and
Her toes were painted red and she had her blanky
curled up next to her. I gave her a relaxing foot
message. I wanted to spend forever with her there
at that Stanford hospital. I couldn’t but I always will
know that she will be with me. I remember her and
always will. No moment have I forgotten when I had
spent my time with her. Spending the night at her
house. Watching movies ‘till 1 o’clock in the
morning. And snuggling!!!
! I love you Meaghan Michelle Hicks!
Mariel Jayne Stebor
(Your special girl)
1st Pix~ Meaghan & I @ Grandma
Dorans house on Easter!
Summer Stepp and Cousin, Meaghan
Where to begin...This is the oldest &
dearest picture that I have of
Meaghan & I. We were born the same
week, the same year & I'm sure we
are alike in more ways than one.Even
though we lived what seemed to be a
million miles away, it did'nt change the
love I had for my cousin, My Friend.
Meaghan was always Smiling,
Laughing & could fight harder than
any person I've ever known...I only
hope to be half the woman Meaghan
Megs, Me & Jessie
This picture was taken @
Candlewood Lake @ our new house
& it was one of the RARE occassions
we got to spend together! I cherish
those times more than anyone knows.
It was a time of LOVE & LAUGHTER
that will never be forgotten....Just like
I've always loved this saying & it
seems to fit my forever young &
beautiful cousin Meaghan......
~May the Wind always be @ your
back & the Sun Upon your Face &
May the Wings of Destiny carry you
aloft to Dance with the Stars~
I love you Uncle Carl...XOOXOXO get
Your Niece, Summer
|Dr. Robyn Barst, MD, Comforting Meaghan after her Transplant
|I first met Meaghan Hicks in 1994. She had fainted during a gymnastics event in Germany
where she was living with her parents, and her brother and sister. Although her dad,
Colonel Carl Hicks, was to be stationed there for several years, Meaghan was immediately
flown to Walter Reed for evaluation. Her parents were told she had a fatal disease with
less than a year to live but there was a doctor in NYC Meaghan should see. It was at that
juncture in Meaghan’s life, that Meaghan and her family entered my life. My career in
pulmonary hypertension, has been, and always will be, the most gratifying career I could
ever dream of. Treating patients like Meaghan teaches one all about life; and that life is for
the living – one day at a time – and one moment at a time. We all remember this when we
lose someone we love; but then far too quickly we forget and return to our daily lives not
looking at life around us and not giving of ourselves because we fail to truly remember
what someone like Meaghan can teach us. Meaghan was a young lady with a gift for living
and with a gift for giving. She took each day as it came and more often than not during the
past several years, swallowed hard to look life face on and go forward. She was raised by
two of the most extraordinary individuals I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. Hard,
tough Colonel Carl Hicks can be as hard on the exterior as any driven man could ever be;
but on the inside, he has the warmth and love and understanding of why we are all on this
earth – to make this earth a better place for all, by working hard and loving those you love
more than one could think possible. As I got to know Meaghan over the years, I saw that
the “ hard and tough” and “soft and gentle” qualities in her came from her parents. Colonel
Hicks is tough when he needs to be, and you better not cross him or get on his bad side,
or you will regret it. But he will do anything, absolutely anything for what he believes in and
for those he cares about– and although Meaghan may no longer be with us on this earth, it
is because of Meaghan that the fight for curing pulmonary hypertension continues to move
forward; her father has taken on fighting pulmonary hypertension with everything he has –
and the successes of his hard work are visibly apparent. I know his work will continue to
help thousands of children and adults struck with this deadly illness have a better life.
I think one of the reasons Meaghan and I got along so well was that our relationship was
far more than physician and patient; we were always honest with each other; no lying, no
mincing words and both working towards the same goal – that is, to make her quality of life
better! We would laugh and joke, and both believe that life is for the living – that is, if she
had the urge for Chinese food, go for it and it her ankles got swollen, big deal – take a
diuretic. We all have to have Chinese food or pizza sometimes. Meaghan knew full well my
philosophy of treating pulmonary hypertension was to improve quality of life and as a
byproduct increase survival; but the goal was never to just increase survival and live in a
glass house waiting to die. For those of you who knew Meaghan, she never lived in a glass
house! She did everything and more. Nothing was too momentous for her.
Meaghan also knew she could call me 24/7 and I would never mind. I remember my phone
ringing once while I was in Australia. Meaghan was calling me and apologizing for waking
me up (as she thought I at home in NYC asleep); however, when I said I was in Australia,
she wasn’t that sorry anymore and she said “Great! You’re probably not sleeping!” She
wanted to make sure she could do whatever she had the strength for even if she got tired
doing it. She was being told how sick she was and that she shouldn’t do anything other
than wait for the inevitable. Meaghan knew that was not my philosophy nor was it hers! And
that was many years ago. What Meaghan did for those she loved is far more than most of
us ever do in a lifetime. She knew how precious life was. We all need to learn from
Meaghan and do what I know she would want those she loved to do moving forward –
weep, mourn and never forget her, but then move on and help others. Find a passion in
your life and pursue it as hard as you can!
And when you feel down, think of Meaghan Hicks and smile.
Robyn Barst, MD
(Meaghan's doctor and friend for nearly fifteen years, during which time neither she
nor Meaghan ever gave up)
|DON'T DWELL ON WHAT WE
DON'T HAVE, BE THANKFUL
THAT WE CAN WAKE TO A NEW
TOMORROW AND SHARE IT WITH
ALL WHO WE LOVE. SHE WAS A
BRAVE, COURAGEOUS, LOVING,
UNSELFISH, BEAUTIFUL GIRL,
THAT TOUCHED ALL OF OUR
LIVES..... I CONSIDER MYSELF
VERY FORTUNATE TO HAVE
BEEN HER AUNT, AND THE
MEMORIES I HAVE OF HER WILL
FOREVER LIVE IN MY HEART....
ALWAYS MY LOVE....CRISTIE
|Meaghan was a beautiful girl inside and out. I loved
her very much. I remember her as a little girl with a
hugh smile and illuminated everything and everyone
love you all
|"You don't get over it, you just get through
it. You don't get by it, because you can't
get around it. It doesn't get better; it just
|She has been such an inspiration to us all, as have you.
Mid-South PH Support Group Leader
|"I think words are not enough to tell you of my
grief. Meaghan has left a void in our lives.
As a physician, it was a privilege, my pleasure to
take care of her.
As a friend, it hurt me to no end to see her suffer...
And, yes, it will never be the same without her
actual presence, I still feel her around me. I don't
know how else to describe it.
She was, she is, and she will forever remain a
part of my life - as yours."
Dr. Ayesha Haroon, M.D.
(Meaghan's transplant doctor and friend at Stanford)
|Meaghan at Stanford, May, 2007 w / Dr. Haroon
|Post - Transplant Retail Therapy -
First Trip to Target
(July, 2007, Redwood City, CA)
|This is Meaghan at Beaver Lake,
Arkansas (aka "The Lake") in July, 1985.
When she saw this picture while flipping
through our photo album many years
later, during a visit to Tonganoxie,
Kansas, she had to laugh at the "Pose"
as she liked to call it. Unbeknownst to
Meaghan, the lavender or periwinkel color
of her swimsuit would become a color
that would mean so much to her and her
family and friends.
We treasure all of our "Meaghan
Memories... Like when she was feeding
"baby" Ryan (now 18) his babyfood she
laughed so hard as he made a funny
squeal and clenched his fists, shaking
them in the air - with every new bite.
(How she loved babies!) ...Or, when she
acted as Jason's confidant and advisor
when he faced using that "new-fangled"
insulin pump a few years ago. (Jason
now 23) She explained how her pump
worked and they compared notes and
she made helpful suggestions. Meaghan
could instill confidence in others with her
directives and assurances. If she said it
-- you knew it had to be so!
We will continue to cherish the memories
we have of Meaghan --- just always
believed things would "turn-around" soon
and we would have time to make many
more. ...another lesson learned from
Love Always and Forever -
Aunt DeAnn, Uncle Gary and cousins -
Jason and Ryan Brammer
|Meaghan was one of the most beautiful
people I've ever met. I will forever miss
her. I am thankful I was lucky enough to
have her as part of my life. All my love,
|We remember Meaghan for her quiet kindness, her lovely
smile and laughter, expressive eyes, her steadfast
friendship, we loved it when she called us gandma and
grandpa, and, in our hearts we remember her constant
bravery- We remember Meaghan as our friend and we will
always love her.
Ed & Nancy Stebor
|Meaghan, you have always been in my
heart. Your life and love has blessed
many and will continue to do so
~Jenny (Livingston) Schaefer
|We only met Meaghan a couple of times, but what I
remember most was her beautiful smile. It lit up a
room! May God bless and comfort all of you and bring
you closer together. You have surrounded Meaghan
with loving care all the years of her life. May you feel her
presence with you always.
Barb and Steve Sutton
|Thinking of you and sending lots of hugs. I came across a poem that
just seemed to capture something for me about our last visit
together. I learned so much from being around Meaghan. She
touched me so deeply and profoundly. I just cannot find the words to
express things myself just now.
Ramona Doyle, MD
The Last Time
The last time we had dinner together in a restraurant
with white table clothes, she leaned forward
and took my two hands in hers and said,
I'm going to die soon. I want you to know that.
And I said, I think I do know.
And she said, what surprises me is that you don't.
And I said, I do. And she said, What?
And I said, Know that you're going to die.
And she said, No, I mean know that you are.
|Meaghan shown in May '07, Post Transplant at Stanford with Romona
Doyle, MD, and Rohan Zamanian, MD, Two of Her Favorites
|Meaghan was one of the most remarkable people I
have ever met, and I, like so many, deeply admired
her. Her love of life and her amazing love of other
people always amazed me. Even in her roughest
moments of recovery after transplant, she never
neglected to ask how those around her were doing,
and was genuinely concerned about each and every
I have often used Meaghan’s story, and her inspiring
accomplishments (despite her PH diagnosis), to
inspire myself to keep doing this work, to strive
toward enhancing the quality of life of those with PH
and those who love and care for them. I will continue
to do so with Meaghan’s memory and spirit guiding
It was my honor to know and accompany Meaghan
through some of the most salient moments of her life,
and it is such a devastating loss to know that we will
not witness her triumphs first-hand any longer. I do
know that she will sustain the fighting force and the
motivation in me to continue working in the PH world,
and to know that the impossible really doesn’t exist—
Meaghan demonstrated that every day I knew her...
My heart is with you all.
With gratitude and fond memories,
Allyson M. Rupp, LCSW
Licensed Clinical Social Worker
Vera M. Wall Center for Pulmonary Vascular Diseases
Stanford Hospital and Clinics
300 Pasteur Drive, Rm H0315
Stanford, CA 94305
|Meaghan was one
of my all-time favorite patients over a
30+ year career in Pediatric
nursing. My heart goes out to you and
your loved ones.
Cindi Haarstad LPN,
Madigan Pediatric Clinic
|Rainbow, seeming to end at Stanford
University Medical Center, the morning
after Meaghan's Transplant, February 26th,
|I remember the day that we met Meaghan; she was 5, and her
family had just moved into the house next door that day. She
and Jesse came skipping across the grass to borrow some milk
from us, because Mom was making mac-and-cheese for dinner
and hadn't time to shop for groceries. Both girls were wearing
T-shirts that said "We Are Family". That was the beginning of
our joyous and enduring friendship. And I remember, a little later
when Meaghan's first "baby" tooth came loose, Bill gravely
helped her to let it fall out, with the aid of a piece of string and
comforting words. There are many other memories that come
rushing back now, to savour and re-live with the knowledge that
they will be with me forever.
---sing with the angels, dear Meaghan, and we will hear in our
hearts.---sing with the angels, dear Meaghan, and we will hear in
|Meaghan on her first sailing trip with Jessica and Andy,
under the watchful eye of Captain Bill Earl, MD. Little
Traverse Bay, MI.
|I first met Meaghan working with her on 'Team' for
the Seattle U Search Retreat. That is where I first
heard her story and was touched by her beautiful
smile. I later reconnected with her through our
mutual friend, Becky Schumaker, as we both are
from the same circle of friends. Meaghan has been
truly inspiring in my life. When someone passes
away, people tend to say that God always takes the
best souls. With Meaghan this is especially true.
When I first got the email from Becky about
Meaghan's transplant, I sent my own email to my
family and friends for prayers and positive energy
for her. So, lots of prayers have always been
coming her way and I would keep them updated as I
learned of her progress. When I heard that she
passed away, I let them know. One of my oldest
friends wrote this:
Just getting on line. Got all the news about your
friend Meaghan. The web site her Dad set up is
beautiful. Not ever meeting her the site made me
cry. I wish there was a spot to leave thoughts. If you
communicate with her family at all send them my
warmest regards. In times like this it is amazing
how much you appreciate thoughts from strangers.
It's not right what she had to go through. She seems
like a very special girl. (~Kristin)
I know that Meaghan touched so many with her
story, her warmth and her smile, especially me. My
heart and prayers go out to all of you who are
missing her dearly. May her gorgeous spirit and
enduring strength live on in all of us!
I wish you love and peace,
Kelly (Bonin) Botham
|i'll be coming up from LA to celebrate meaghan this weekend. i know
how small the church by jared's house is; i'll be honored to fit in, or
around, or any which way i can.
meag is like no one else in the world; i'm so very happy and grateful that
we've all gotten to have her in our lives for so long. the only people i truly
feel sorry for are the ones who weren't lucky enough to know her. pardon
the language...but you made one hell of a daughter. thank you for sharing
her with us.
|Meaghan, Andy, Jessica, ca. 1987
|When I was a toddler, Meaghan loved to hear me say the word
"Sparkle"! She would make me say it again and again, giggling
each time. I know Meaghan's spirit will "Sparkle" forever!
|Jessica, Jason, Andy, Meaghan, about 1987
|Meaghan, her Nephew, Nolan, Summer, 2008
|A Happier Time... Jessica, Meaghan, Andy Hiking in Switzerland
|"A Life Cut Short"
|"She had this luminous light about her,
you could feel the radiance when you
were in her presence. She gave us all
Annette Lantos Tilleman-Dick
|I spent several days reflecting on how it
would impact Lisa and I were we to lose
Jennifer and as good as my vocabulary
is, I don’t think I could put it into words.
Meaghan was literally Mary Jan’s
biological copy, much as Jennifer is
Lisa’s. They look like sisters and they
have the same timber in the tone of
their voices; so much so, that it is hard
to tell the difference between them
when talking to them on the phone.
So rather than focusing on the loss of
Meaghan, I turned instead to
remembering the joy she brought us in
the past when she was in our
presence. Although in retrospect we
would liked to have had more time with
Meaghan we still have many fond
memories of the times we did get to
spend with her. Her dark hair, radiant
smile, effervescent personality and that
genetically patented chin will always be
indelibly etched in my memory.
Love, Uncle John & Aunt Lisa
|"Your friend is your needs answered. He is your field which you sow with love and reap with
thanksgiving...And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter and sharing of
pleasures...And let their be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit...When you
part from your friend you grieve not; For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his
absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain."
|I just wanted to take a moment to give my
condolences to your family. I went to middle and high
school with Meaghan, She was, she is one of the most
beautiful people I have ever meet and feel that my life
has been blessed by knowing her. Her strength and
her personality are enough to inspire the faintest of
heart and her memory will always be close to my
heart. Thank you for taking the time to put together
this beautiful website-.
|Meaghan with then Major Greg Gile, USA