MPAC

They call us their kids, the ones they care about. They wrestle with us in the mud, the grass wherever we are they are there too. Before I was part of the family, I had a different family. I loved that family with all my heart. I was with them for many years. We shared many memories and heart to heart conversations together. But every good thing has to end. But as soon as I become part of a new family, I felt even more connected. I would call MP and AC my fathers, but that would be a little disturbing considering the fact they are both in there high 20s and low 30s. People say friends come and go, but family is forever. But who ever said family members had to be nice?

"Why are you breathing so hard Elle?
"Sorry i'm just tired..."
"Looks like you need a hug."
"Not from you, thanks."
"Good because I wasn't offering."

Would you say that to your "kid"? Ever?
But then again, whoever said everyone had to be nice.
I came to this family to be apart of something and to learn how to deal with situations that were going to stay with me for the rest of my life. That day I realized, as long as I'm on this team I am going to have to realize that MP is a jokester and likes to make people feel bad about themselves, ONLY to make them work harder.
AC is different. He grapples with the girls' problems. Bad or good he knows what to say. Not only does he help us with whatever is wrong, he pushes each individual to the point where he knows that person can handle it. Some girls have a tendency of not going their full potential. With AC around, there is no messing around. You do what he wants, when he wants.

As I look back at what fun I've had in the past 5 months, I can see that I have grown up a lot at what MPAC have taught me. They believe in me. They compliment me and furthermore they make me a stronger person. I don't think I'd be the soccer player I am today if it werent for my two additional fathers, also known as my coaches; MP & AC.