I moved home for a little while, and I thought that I was going to be miserable. 23, back with my parents - who does that? Little did I know, I would learn so much about myself, and so much about life. In an effort to get out of the house, and get my mind off of recent events, I decided to help out the cheerleading team of the little blonde, below on the left. This is Ashton. I remember when she was born. Her parents are my second parents - she's like my little sister, and for these few months at home - I worked as a nanny for her and her two older brothers. Ashton's team needed another coach - so I stepped up for the position.
When I got my job (which I started today) I never thought that I would miss seeing these girls 4 times a week. But I do. On Mondays, at 9:30 - I would just be getting home from cheer practice. Brooklyn, the 2nd from the left above, would have regaled me with some amazing story about her day - always full of cheer and always asking me how my day was, how she can help me. 9 years old - and already wise beyond her years. Next in the (in the pink) is Riley. The cutest 6 year old I've ever come in contact with. Always running up with a hug, a kiss and a "I love you, Coach April" I could always count on her inability to say "three" instead of "free" as something that would brighten even my most depressing day.
For the last 4 months, these girls have been my life. These are my Canes. A group of 8 girls who will never know how much they changed my life. They will never know how needed they made me feel - and how loved they were. I have been taking depression medicine for a while now. I can tell a difference between taking it and not - but I never have felt the love that I felt from these girls. Thank you so much darlings, for making me someone of importance again. I will always love all of you.
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