So full of life and love was our most precious angel,
With silky streaked locks that looked cutest in meatballs at the back of her head,
Whose bright smile always filled the room,
Whose blonde roots got us through Mexico,
Whose skilled hands kept our hair braided to endure the heat,
Whose antics never left a bike-a-thon or bus ride boring,
Whose hopes and dreams were bigger than she was,
Whose cheering me on in worship from her front row seat
Always kept me going,
Who dreamt of being a mom and a lilac purple wedding,
Whose greatest love was her precious neices and nephews,
Whose muse was her ability to fly high, to compete for the gold,
Whose last words will forever be etched in my memory,
"I believe in you..."
Our angel has left us here on this ear to grieve,
But this rarest angel has found her place to land among the stars.
She will be extremely, absolutely, painfully missed. Her smile will no longer brighten our lives, but think of it like this. Now she'll being spreading light throughout the heavens...and when the sun shines...its her smile lighting up our day...
>Chelsea Marie Church June 20, 1988-December 11, 2005
