Union Varsity Cheer competes in the State Cheer Competition Saturday evening in Norman. The squad had these bows made to wear. It humbled me to tears. Take my heart with you Saturday night UVC.
Aldyn, (aka Miss America per Taylor) poured her heart out in a blog early this morning. She and Taylor were such a rare pair; two unique souls that found acceptance and accountability. You can read her blog here: http://Aldynbrookephillips.blogspot.com
I read it at four this morning and sobbed. Then she posted a picture of she and Taylor dressed up as a penguin and the Sun-Drop girl, and I cried again.
So many victims.
So much love.
Her 'big' in the house texted me tonight, just to reach out. These girls should be planning their next adventure not caring for a sad, old lady.
And yet, they do care. They each describe my girl- dancing. "Dancing on the streets of gold" Aldyn said.
"Every time I think of her," Chloe said, "I see her dancing."
I am not happy today. I spent most of the day beneath her zebra blanket watching Netflix traveling between a catatonic state and desperate grief. However, I can't ignore the message God used these sweet hearts to send me in timely intervals today. Taylor was far from perfect - just ask anyone who has ever walked into her room - but she has left a legacy that forces those that knew her well to remember her dancing,
..........living life big,
...........loving with abandon.
That's a good thing, and tomorrow I should wake up and try to live a day worthy of that legacy.
Thank you UVC; thank you Aldyn Brooke; thank you Chloe. Thank you to the anonymous soul who sends me flowers and chocolate covered strawberries! Thank you for listening to that still, small voice.