Behind the lens
When Iâ€™m not playing soccer, I enjoy being behind the lens of a camera. I could be taking photos or pretending to be a cinematographer, but either way, I love it. Finding your happy place and having multiple outlets in life is so ridiculously important. I canâ€™t harp on it enough. I found out I really needed an outlet when I was injured my sophomore year in college. I had compartment syndrome in my left shin and had to get a pretty intensive surgery. Being out for eight months and not having soccer as an outlet was pretty detrimental to my mental health.
I was in desperate need of an outlet.
My mother has always been aÂ photographer, so I learned to embrace the beauty of taking photos and being behind the lens. I think I loved it so much because of the love I have for my mother. She is my inspiration, even if she doesnâ€™t know it. She is beautiful. She is the most selfless, caring, genuine role model I have in my life. She gives me clarity when my vision of life is blurred. She always finds time for everything (& I mean everything).
I think very few athletes can say that their parents have made it out to every single collegiate soccer game theyâ€™ve ever played in. Home or away, they were there. Simply put, my momâ€™s a badass. Thank you isnâ€™t saying enough for the constant support and always making me a priority. The blood, sweat, and tears are worth it because of you. I love you to the moon and back. Thank you for gifting me with the â€œeyeâ€ of photography. I donâ€™t know what Iâ€™d do without that outlet or, of course, you. Love you, meems.