Passions.

People say when you have your first love you will know. The heavens will open up a light will shine down and a cheesy pop song will play in the background as you walk towards each other in slow motion. They also say that you will always love your first love. I knew when i found my first love. I still am head over heels in love too. I was 5. I actually fell in love with an old family friend, soccer. I've grown up around soccer all my life, and i wouldn't change it for anything. I've played since i was 5 and would play every day if i could. Soccer is my passion, it runs deep in my blood. Tonight i'm missing the first of approximately eight games this season. I can't help but be a little depressed that i wasn't even able to go watch my team. I had a feeling i wouldn't be able to make it today on account of how i felt when i woke up. My throat is almost swollen shut first thing in the morning, it's almost scary. I can't eat anything, even to swallow water burns like i'm swallowing acid. The worst part? there's nothing i nor the doctor can do about it. I just have to wait it out until my throat relaxes and i can swallow some Motrin. I fall asleep if i even close my eyes longer then a blink. I still tried to go to the game though. I would most likely be there if it wasn't for my mom. As much as it angers me that she's keeping me in this bubble so i get better faster, i know in the end she's right. My doctor said if i push to hard my mono could last even longer, or turn into something worse. So here i am, sitting anxiously by the phone for a text that has the final score on it. I love my team, and i miss them already! 2 days down. 26 to go.
xoxo em.