For as long as I can remember, I have loved sports and being a part of a team. There is nothing quite like knowing that my hard work is a key part of a larger unit. As I make my way through middle school in the time of Covid, I've had sports cancelled, limits to who can come watch me when I am allowed to play, and fears about getting sick. What it has allowed me to do is work hard on my skill growth and my mental game. I've realized that I am tougher than I ever imagined. I've been a part of some really successful softball clubs, playing higher than my age for many of them. I've hit many home runs. I've made some amazing plays. But...none of them will compare to the day they tell us that we can finally compete again. I have a thirst like I've never had before and can't wait to get back on the field.
I have big dreams to play softball in college while I pursue a degree in the medical field. While I am not quite sure what I want to do, I gravitate toward sports medicine or even orthopedic surgery. You see, my hero was my Grandpa Dave. He lost his legs due to cancer long before he lost his life 5 years ago. One of his favorite things to do was watch me play sports, and I promised him that I would never waste my abilities because I saw what it was like to live without. My older brothers are both in the medical field, and I would love to follow that line so I can maybe even help people like my grandpa. I am very goal-oriented, disciplined, and coachable. Being a collegiate student-athlete has been a lifelong dream, and I will use my solid work ethic, leadership ability, and upbeat attitude to be the best teammate I can be.