To be completely honest, I didn’t think it would end this way. No one did. You hear of so many incredible sports stories that one could only dream would happen for themselves and their team… well… I thought we were going to be one of those stories. But everything comes to an end at some point, and they always tell you “It doesn’t matter what the end result was, whether you won or lost, it’s the memories and lessons you learn in the process.” I guess I won’t know the significance of that statement until a few years pass, all that matters to me at the moment is the loss. As of now that loss repeats over and over in my head and only because we were so close. We had the game in our grasps and we lost it all in the matter of a short inning. Never will I forget that game, it marks not only the end of my high school softball career but a pivotal turning point in my softball career to come. And with that being said… Letting go will be the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my entire softball career. Letting go of this team, of these four years, and of this season. Saying goodbye to high school ball is like a child saying good by to their favorite teddy bear because it’s time to grow up, and now that it’s over… I have to grow up. I’m nervous and excited all at once to take on the challenge of a college sport. Now, I finally realize what high school softball has done for me. It’s been my guide, it has prepared for this day to come. The time when I have to grow up and be successful through my own determination and willingness to work hard, and I couldn’t be more ready for it.