My daughter is a junior. She is next door to the school that has lost so much to suicide and her best friend attends that same school ( from her travel team) and has been bullied by girls from her high school team....I say all this because I read my daughter’s memoir for English class. It was about the recruiting process and how much more the game has given to her. more than she can ever hope to give back to it. She talked about how every weekend gives her something to look forward too. She spoke about how much she depended on her teammates. How they have her back every time she lets go of the ball. How she works to make them proud. And to achieve things she did not know she could. She is proud of how she learned something new. Then worked harder to make it good. Then worked even harder to make it her best. She mentioned how every email felt like it was a resume for a job. And commented on the research skills she honed on coaches. And then she went to camps and had to perform at that level. Many ignored her. Some came. When she figured out how to set herself apart...or commanded the focus. A coach left the school she loved. Or committed someone else! So failure is part of her world. She learned resilience. She was told by many she wasn’t good enough. But chose to ignore them. Or lived to prove them wrong. The bottom line was she grew from a girl that wanted to play to a player in a few short years. But grew from a kid to a young adult through the game. And again... a pitch and catch!
There isn’t just one. What a fantastic journey!
