Softball isn’t just a sport to me. It’s been my escape through the many hard ships of life. I’ve played ball since I was 5 and I knew I loved the sport from that very moment. I started playing for traveling teams when I was 10 and since then my life has been crazy. The summer going into my 6th grade year I was diagnosed with Chiari Malformation and had brain surgery on Halloween. But that didn’t stop me from going to practices and doing what I could to keep up . I would go to batting practices and would just go to do extensions or even just bunting the whole practice. In November of 2017 my dad was diagnosed with stage four liver failure and was given three months to live. He never gave his fight up and is going on three years without a transplant. Fighting for what we want and what we love, runs in the family. Playing softball has always given me an outlet to forget everything that’s wrong with the world and focus on my team. My team has always had my back throughout all of the lessons God has thrown at me. To me, softball isn’t just a sport, its a family.