Day Eighteen: Memoirs

Some of my best and worst memories are from cheer. The after school practices in a hundred degree weather, being forced to run because a stunt dropped, spraining things you didn't even know you could. But then there were the friendships you made, the feeling of being part of a team, the joy of throwing your best trick, and Friday night lights. The good moments definitely outweighed the bad and when I look back on how much fun I had doing what I loved, I don't regret any moment. At times I still wish I was able to cheer but having the memories is reward enough.

As for my favorite memory with those I love, there are way too many to mention. I doubt I even have a single favorite because each time I'm with my friends and family we have a blast. I'm very blessed to be surrounded by such amazing people.