My daughters inspire me, from the softball fields to the class room. These passions, like the beat of my
heart, never ends.
The love of my family id the greatest passion I have. My two daughters Rebecca and Cloe,
brings such joy to my life. Rebecca Hope was my first daughter, born August 24, 2000. She gave me love
and an inner feeling I had never felt. Through all the pain and the tears, I still fell head over heels in love
with her. Never would I have thought I could experience that feeling again. Then on July 7, 2009, a little
six pound, black-haired, dimpled faced, little girl was born; Cloe Grace. The rush again was out of this
world. Different from the first, but all the same in a weird kind of way. Both Rebecca and Cloe makes my
heart skip a beat every time the say mommy. God has truly blessed my husband John and I.
As a young girl I played softball, making sports my passion. I loved the fields. Playing first base,
second base, and pitching. The hitting of the ball and running around that dirt diamond shaped field. The
bruises, scrapes, and the friends. I enjoyed softball as a young girl, so now I gladly pass that passion for it
on to my oldest daughter Rebecca. I love sitting behind the fence with the other parents cheering on the
girls. The long weekends at softball tournaments, the sound of the crowds, and the girls yelling in the
dugout. It brings back so many memories. I love watching Rebecca throw a forty mile an hour fast ball. It
feels my with such pleasure, because I know she has the same passion of the game as I did at her age.
The desire for Education is a passion of mine. In June 1997, I graduated from North Central High
School. Not knowing what I know now, I decided to take as year off. Big mistake on my part. I have been
out of school for fourteen years now, I have...