I remember when I first joined the Maryland Christian Saints Cheerleading Squad like it was yesterday. My first year with the squad is burned in my memory. The hot June days preparing for the regular season, the practices, the games. The rustling of red and black poms and the evening games. It gave a homeschooler an essence of a high school life. I remember the girls, I had the joy to get to know. The glitter, the stunts, yelling for touch downs. The practices were fun, exhausting at times. What I remember most is that these girls were also sisters. Some of us are married, engaged, graduating college, building careers. Yet every time I look back at those days, I would go back and relive them. One of those sisters have went to be with our Savior. The first thing I noticed about Chelsie Morris, was her smile. She had a smile that could light up a room. She was friendly, and she made me feel welcomed on the squad. I remember stunting with her, and cheering along side her. Her teaching me some cheers. It’s hard to believe that she is gone. Once you leave the team, you are told ” Once a saint, always a Saint.” That is true. no matter if my uniform is snug now, or whether you talk to each other often. Once we come together on that field on Homecoming, you can’t help but feel like that high school cheerleader again. The girls that you cheered with will always in my heart be my fellow cheerleaders.
This picture is one of my favorites. It reminds me of days that our concern was doing school and making it to cheer practice on time. Even though we have all went in our separate directions, her passing brings an ache to go back to those days. Cancer sucks. But it has not won. My prayers go to her family, and those close to her. Rest In Peace Chelsie, till we meet again.
Once a Saint, Always a Saint.