I remember when I held a tennis racket for the first time ever. Feeling awkward and shy, little did I know that it would shape my life and who I am in the years to come.
At the age of 11, I went through many different coaches. I canceled lessons very often. There were summer mornings where I slept in instead of going to practice, and my little brother was nice enough to sub in for me.
However, it all changed the year prior to high school. I decided to reevaluate and to improve myself so…I gave tennis another shot. I kept reminding myself, “You have to be open minded. You have to give things a try.” Every time I missed a ball or hit it completely off, I would take a deep breath and try again. In a short amount of time, I met so many new people who, along with my family, were very supportive; I saw their beliefs in me. All of the positive vibes I felt, motivated me to work harder than ever before. Tennis…it all of a sudden became something I loved, something I didn’t want to stop doing.
I told my mom “thank you”. Thank you for not forcing the passion into me. Thank you for allowing me to develop a passion on my own.