I've been playing tennis since 7. My father worked with me day in day out 7 days a week. When I was younger I was kind of a brat. I took everything for granted, didn't care how talented I was, or how much my parents invested in me. Luckily I stuck with tennis until a few weeks before my 16th birthday my mother passed away. She always drove me to tennis and helped me when I was down from a loss. It was a tough time. My father was out traveling meeting women at the time So I was on my own. I knew my mother would have loved to see me still succeed. Also I wanted to make my father proud.
Instead of quiting I pumped up the air in the tires of my mothers bicycle, and scrapped as many hits near me as I could. Eventually I got my license and things were looking up. I met my coach Brian at a new community I moved into. He had a lot of faith in me as a player. A couple years later I dealt with yet another tragedy. My father nearly died of a stroke. Mind you my grades in high school suffered during the passing of my mother. I was assigned 7 classes my last semester and I needed to get 7 As to attain a 3.0 this was during the time my father was in the hospital for two months.
I did my best to be at my fathers side and still train. A local academy heard of me and told me I can train for free with them. I did not like the vibe at this academy. I felt they were trying to clone me to represent them. I eded up doing my own training and they told me the schools I was trying to play for was unrealistic for me. Brian told me otherwise and instilled faith in me at my lowest times.
I am now training at and playing 1 for one of the best njcaa schools in the country for tennis. I was unable to go straight to d1 because my online high school did not credit me. Long story cut short, I'm on my way to transferring to my dream schools and making my father proud. Also proving to myself and the ones who doubted me at my darkest times that I belong their.