Softball is more than a sport.
It’s a girl’s way of finding herself.
This season was my girl’s first year of softball. Each practice and each game she attended, I seen her come out of her shell little by little.
My girl has been dealt a rough hand of cards in her short life. She’s always stayed to herself afraid of becoming close to anyone even girls her age that wanted to be friends with her due to the fact she was scared that a bond formed between her and them would be broken like it was with her father.
Through my eyes I seen softball change that.
But that’s not all.
Since her father’s death, my girl came down with the mentality that she could never do anything right or accomplish anything because her father was the only one who believed in her. As her mother, no matter how hard I tried to encourage and convience her that I believed in her also, nothing worked. Her father was her best friend.
But I seen all that change during this softball season.
This season I saw my little girl open herself up. She formed bonds with some of the sweetest girls that I’m sure will be hard to break. She formed a bond with her coaches that are some of the greatest people and has been some of her biggest influences in just one season.
This season I saw my little girl start to believe in herself again. She went from striking out every game at the beginning to hitting a base hit at least once in each game. She went from not being able to catch to running after balls. She went from not being able to throw a ball good to making good throws. But most importantly she begin to find faith in herself.
This season softball didn’t just make her a better player than what she was when she started, it made her a better person. A person who finally found the strength hidden deep inside to believe in herself. A person that this momma has been praying she would find and I have God, the coaches, the team, and all the team’s fans to thank for helping me get my my little girl back❤
NEXT YEAR IS OUR SEASON!




