- Jun 16, 2015
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Long time reader, former TB coach, and current HS coach here and first time poster.
My daughter, 18 year old HS senior, has had a fantastic journey that had an ending that I never anticipated. We have kept the SE hot playing softball since she was 9 years old. We have made many great memories and friendships along the way. Her junior year ended with a 32-1 record and a state title. She went 7-8 with 3HRs that weekend and was treated like a rock star for a few day!. She also signed to play two years with a local JUCO.
Fast forward to November 2016 of her senior year. I come home from running the scoreboard at a junior high basketball game and my wife meets me in the kitchen, with tears pouring down her face, and informs me that my daughter was pregnant. My world was rocked. Every thought you could imagine went through my mind. Anger, sadness, frustration, worry, uncertainty, and almost any other word you can think of. My wife told me to gather my thoughts and the best advice she ever gave me when she said "She will always remember how you treat her tonight..."....
Well now I am still coaching with all of the girls she came up playing with, but there is a sadness because she is not out there with us anymore. I will say that I have loved my daughter through all of the pain and sadness and have done my best to convince her that softball does NOT define who you are as a person and is only a small part of your life in the grand scheme of things... On that note, I will be welcoming a granddaughter into my world in July, so I cannot wait to watch her begin her journey in the softball world! I may just coach a few more years...
That granddaughter is going twist you around her little finger!