Madison was a cheerleader, and I went to every practice and every game. It got to the point where I probably could've filled in for her because I knew all the routines. She returned the favor, showing up for my football games with plenty of support and the occasional critique.
She was my biggest critic but also my biggest supporter because she always wanted me to succeed. Outside of sports, we did everything together. We'd hang out on weekends, go to the movies, and call each other almost every day.
She was a beautiful soul and I loved being around her. Some of my favorite memories are the simple ones: playing Wii Bowling and crying with laughter when somebody threw a gutter ball, going out for dinner and gossiping, or calling her from college whenever I had a problem. We were on vacation riding jet skis when I got thrown into the water.
The first thing I saw when I surfaced was Madison doing a Baywatch-style dive off her jet ski and swimming over to make sure I was okay. She always showed people how much she cared. Madison wanted to work in event planning.
She threw incredible parties and was the person people called on when they needed help with weddings, engagement parties, or holiday celebrations. She always joked that she was going to be famous one day. She is now, but not for the reasons anyone wanted.
We had attended the first Astroworld Festival in 2018 and had a great time, so when the festival returned in 2021, Madison and I decided to go again with some friends. Madison was a little claustrophobic, and I remember her telling me over lunch beforehand that she felt nervous. I brushed it off, telling her we'd be fine.
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