Itās not easy going from playing at the highest level to being on the sidelines.
Iām in a place that feels uncertain with injuries, grief and heartache all while trying to stay connected to the game I love.
I miss the adrenaline.
I miss that version of me.
Some days feel empty, like somethingās missing. But Iām choosing to lean into the discomfort and rebuild.
I told myself this is my comeback year. It doesnāt look how I planned, but Iām open to what itās becoming.
This comeback isnāt about results. Itās about transformation ā¤ļøāš„
Dad,
This is the hardest thing Iāve ever had to write not because I donāt know what to say, but because no words will ever feel big enough to capture how truly special and irreplaceable you were as a father. But Iāll try, because you deserve that and so much more.
Since I was a little girl, I always admired your strength, work ethic and passion. Qualities I try to live by everyday. You were the person I looked up to the most. You were our protector, provider, and our steady hand. The one we could always count on. And yes, I also inherited your incredible hair. Thick, strong, and somehow still perfect even at the very end. Thank you for passing that down to me.
There was nothing you loved more than your family, Jem Meats, the Yankees, and being Jewish. You taught me how to love deeply, how to show up for the people you care about, and how important family really is. The love you and Mom shared and still share is something beautiful. You two were inseparable no matter what life threw your way. And I know how much you loved me. I always felt it even if I was thousands of miles away.
You always told me that āLoebs are tough,ā and I carry that with me every single day. You are the toughest person I know. You kept things close and sometimes people were intimidated of you from the outside, but on the inside, you were the softest, sweetest, most loving teddy bear. A man of few words, but the ones you chose were full of wisdom or funny jokes.
You were the voice of reason. You always knew what to say, even when you didnāt say much. You were the person I wanted to talk before and after every match I played. I wish you couldāve traveled with me more,
not because of our win rate (though it was highly successful), but because of your calm, comforting presence. Just having you there made everything feel right. You were my good luck charm. Youād sit there quietly upstairs or in the stands, fist pumping, and nodding your head. Letting me know without saying anything that I was doing great.
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Celebrating strong women today, including me. Hereās to 31 after a year that asked a lot of me, and wishing for a year filled with more joy, light, and laughter. Happy International Jamie Day š
Midland will always feel like more than just a tournament stop. Thank you @dowtenniscl for another opportunity to compete in a place that always feels like home š«¶
