For as far back as I can remember I have been in love with soccer. My older sister was playing on a team and I was not old enough to compete so my parents lied about my birth date to play on a team earlier. Ever since the age of four I have always played soccer. Since I was young I have played either three or four years up for age level. I remember being eleven years old going against fifteen year old who were over a foot taller than me. Soccer has really taught me so much and given me so many great memories, imagining a life without it seems uneasy and pointless. It has helped me stay organized and prioritize what is important. The second I step on the soccer field I have a clear mind. No matter what is going on around me I can tune it out and play ninety minutes without distraction. When there is a rough day everyone can find me on the field behind my house with my cleats and a ball. Soccer has been my escape and realistically my therapy all my life and I do not want to give it up. On another note, my mom passed away when I was six months old and when I play soccer I feel like she is with me and is proud of me. She pushes me every game to try my hardest no matter the obstacle. In addition, there is nothing like having teammates around you who will push you to be your best possible self. We learn how to work as a team not as individuals, we grow together, and we help each other improve, I could never ask for more