A day in the life, with Taylor D.

Where should I begin with this topic? There's just so much to share. 

Cheering season, last year is a strong start. 

So, I was a Junior in High School, and trying to help the Middle School team, here and there, as much as I could. I arrived at practices, critiqued their jumps, and tried to make them better. Sitting on the floor, I watched this girl, who stood out more than everybody else on the mat. She had this bright blonde hair, and was taller than everybody else...including me. I looked up to this girl, literally. She was huge. She was trying to back a stunt that kept falling. I stepped in there, and showed her how to improve. We instantly clicked.

At the competitions they had, I arrived anxious. I screamed louder than ever before, and I slammed my hands on the mat, screaming Taylor's name. She smiled at me, and truly wanted to win more than anything else. She was determined, she was striving, she was a winner. The stunt that I helped her with? Yeah, It went perfectly that day, and I started to cry. She hit her final pose, and yelled "BUCKS!" After her dreams became reality, she ran off the mat, hugged my girl, Sam, and then came up to me. She looked down at me, and asked me if I was proud. Yes baby girl, I am so friggin' proud of you.

This year came by rather fast, I may add. She showed up with high hopes, multiple dreams, and a large world ahead of her. We started to fight, and bicker a little bit more and more. Some reasons could be because we have dated the same boy, or even that I was a little jealous of her. We never saw eye to eye, during the whole time we shared the same cheering team, and school. 

I never knew that I could feel so regretful, so quick. 

The times I shared with Taylor, will always remain memories in the back of my mind. I could never get another "Taylor Hug", and believe me, she was famous for them. She helped me through some pretty rough times, and even though I pushed her away, she always came back with her long ass arms, open wide.

Understand what I mean? Her arms, were so long. Holy shit.

But there we are, right in the front.<3

(Please disregard Sarra Bridges' face, on the far right.)

This girl had a way of just smiling, and lighting up a whole room. She could be laying in the mud, and still look absolutely gorgeous. It was ridiculous. It was something I was so jealous of. She just had such natural beauty, and had no problem showing it.

There's GG.<3.

Let me dive a little deeper with why I call her "GG." It's short for Go-Go-Gadget. Three G's sounded bad, so we stuck with two. Her arms and legs were just so long, that we gave her a nickname. 

GG left us on Thursday, October 3rd, 2013. My final words to her? It's a phrase I will not only remember for the rest of my life, but I will always be thankful that we had such a good last day together. I looked up into her deep blue eyes, and told her "Goodbye, and Stay beautiful." 

That you will, sweet girl, that you will.

That's where I'll stop for now.

Will I continue later?

Totally.