The Person I Use To Be...

He was my best friend, the person I loved more then anything in this world. I felt as though he understood a side of me that most people ignored. To me he was not just a dad, he was my backbone. Ever since I was little I can remember him walking through the door from a long day of work on the farm. Instead on running to my mom, his own wife, he would run to me with arms wide open. He always told me that my smile made him forget about all his troubles throughout the day.

I started playing basketball in the second grade and felt so out of place. I was the only girl on a team full of boys. I always hated boys when it came to basketball because they would never pass me the ball and everyone thought they were better then me. As the years went on I continued playing basketball and continued to get better and better. I started to realize i was not just good, I was better then all the boys! Everyone else around me started noticing this too, especially my dad. Every basketball team I played on he was the assistant coach so that made me get pushed that much harder all time. He wanted to me be the best so he hired personal basketball coaches and sent me to as many basketball camps as he could find in central Kentucky. By this point in my life i literally breathed, ate and slept around basketball, it was my life. I began playing AAU (Amateur Athletic Association)basketball around the age of 9 and was unstoppable after that. My team went to nationals 4 times and although we did not place at nationals i was ranked in the top 25 in the country! I could not believe it, all my hard work payed off. My dad could not have asked for a more perfect daughter...