Greetings, dear friends weekend-engagement, I hope you are very well. I had never talked about this before but I made the decision to sign up this week with this contest where I will talk about a part or stage of my life, I will bare my soul remembering some very bitter memories a stage of my life where I felt very disappointed in myself, frustrated to see how a goal for which I had worked hard and for many years was moving away from me.

Since I was a child I always dreamed of being a baseball player, a dream a goal an objective to get to sign for a US team, and from a very early age I started working for that goal I remember I was 10 years old when I started playing baseball, and I started this beautiful and passionate path I played as a pichert and I had great possibilities of achieving it since I am left-handed and have a good arm that little by little I developed to make it stronger and stronger over time

At 16 years of age, training became stronger. I managed to have several check-ups where talent scouts from various organizations were able to see part of my repertoire, some organizations being able to like it and where they required me to climb 4 more miles on my straight and it was where I increased my effort. , my training was from Monday to Monday, I rested on some Sundays only when I had a game and the saddest memory I have of my childhood happened, I was injured with acute tendonitis so I saw my performance decrease and little by little my dream, it is not easy when you do everything for everything for something and you see that every effort was not worth it that you did not achieve it, the life of a baseball player was very bitter nights unless in my case I did not have girlfriends I did not have party friends anymore that my focus was centered on that single goal.

With a little courage I decided to resume my life by resuming my studies at the high school at 18 I graduated from high school and with it new goals and objectives I trained as a Commando in a Special Unit of the Venezuelan Navy, after that at 23 years old I went to civilian life working as a Police officer at this age, 30 years to be exact, I am one year away from graduating as a lawyer and currently doing a postgraduate degree in criminal investigation regarding my career, thousands of experiences and life experiences have left me but I have learned that despite the falls and defeats, the one who stops insisting, the one who stops dreaming, the one who is not disciplined, loses more, and despite having overcome myself as a person, the love for baseball has never left my DNA from time to time. when I visit the stadiums where these games take place and other times I play a game, maybe not with as much devotion as before but with immense happiness, I think it's even sadder, not having tried it this was my entry my dear Thank you for reading, see you soon.