I am not going to give you crap and tell you of how much I love everything in life, I am not like that. I am a real person with real feelings. I like a lot of things and I dislike quite a few as well. But there are a few things that I cherish greatly that I call my passions. They are the things that force me to go to bed at night and to get up in the morning. They are the things that my life is made up of 24/7. There are only four of them, and you may say “That is a shame that you only have four things to live for”. But to me I look at it as a blessing, so many people don’t have something they would die for, or something that they would give in the money in the world to experience again, but I do I have four of them.
My first passion seems quite simple it is softball. Softball is something that I have look forward to playing every year since I was five. It is like Christmas for me every time I walk on to a softball field. On that field my best qualities are shown. I play first base, a position that leads the team. When you play first base you have to protect your base and not let anyone get on it, you have to be ready and your team has to trust you. When I go up to bat I can show my competitive nature and swing hit and then run. There is no greater feeling then to hit a ball with all of your might and then race to first base, maybe second, and hopefully home. I live for softball and as soon as the season comes around that is all I will breath.
My second passion is music. Music is like a second family for me, it is everywhere. I can go to the store and hear music, I can to a softball game, school, the park, anywhere and everywhere there is music. Not everyone notices it but it makes up such a huge part of our lives. When I stand proud in my choir singing my heart out to words that mean so much to me, I feel amazing. Sometimes during a performance I will just want to stop and take all of it in, listen to the beautiful harmonies and just breath it in. There is magic in choir when beautiful music is made. When I play the piano, people gather around to watch my fingers move ever so gracefully up and down the piano. I love to watch the joy in there eyes, it may seem like showing off, but it is not. I just like to show people a piece of what I enjoy and what I feel when I play.
My third passion is my friends, when I have a problem I can turn to them and they will either cheer me up or give it to me straight and tell me to get over myself. They support me and push me to do things that I want to do but I don’t feel confident enough to, they make me confident. My friends are the greatest and I appreciate them so much. Whenever I need to talk I just pick up my phone and dial there number, and talk to them about whatever, we can do this for hours. They are the people I want to spend the weekend hanging out with and they are the few people that know the real me, most everyone else judges me because of what they have heard and that is another reason they are such great friends, they gave me a chance.
My final passion is my family, they have made me who I am today and I would not be able to have great friends without their guidance of who to hang out with. I would not be able to have a passion for music if they had not paid for piano lessons when I was a young child, and I would not have been introduced to my love for softball if my dad had not forced me to go to practices and games and told me to “walk it off’. If my dad had not have had been a fan of Tigers baseball, maybe I would never had understood the game to the fullest. Every thing that makes me who I am is because of my parents.

another sweetest escape
Wednesday, December 19, 2007