From Teammates to Family

Everyone who goes off to college is told they will create a home away from home at school.  The people they meet will become their family.  They’ll start a whole new life.

In high school I never thought about the importance of the people that I’d meet once I got to K-State.  I knew I’d be spending a lot of time with my teammates and they’d be my closest friends.  But I never realized the significance of the idea that they’d literally become my family.

When you’re on a Division I golf team, you see your teammates every day.  You spend hours at the golf course together, rain or shine, hot or cold.  Snow or ice.

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You challenge each other. You workout, and push each other to get stronger.

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You are forced to spend 10 hours straight driving from Dallas to Manhattan squeezed in the back of a car.

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You get the chance to travel to places you’ve always dreamed of visiting.

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And with all the time you spend focused and serious, there are also plenty of laughs.  Plenty of them.

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But at the end of the day, you realize you truly are a family.  A group of people that have different backgrounds but are coming together with a common goal.  Everything’s not perfect 100% of the time, but you make it work, just like a family.

At the end of the day, I couldn’t be happier to have these group of girls in my life.

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A very wise family friend once told me that college golf would be the best four years of my life: “it’s the best vacation you’ll ever have,” he said, playing golf, traveling all expenses paid, and most importantly, being with your very best friends.

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