My love for the outdoors started at a very young age. I've been hunting since I was 4 years old. My dad would take me with him to the deer stands and I would sit with him and take it all in, or sleep on the floor some of the time. I still remember I must have been around the age of 6 or 7 and my dad woke me up in the stand all excited because he just witnessed a buck fight happening. I shot up just as excited to be able to share that moment. My parents bought our deer lease almost 30 years ago in west Texas, so that's where we would hunt the majority of the time. We still have that property and it remains my favorite place in the world. My parents also live on 140 acres in east Texas and it's also a good piece of hunting land that I escape to any chance I get. I shot my first management buck when I was 14. A hunter can never forget the first time that rush of excitement and adrenaline runs over your whole body. The thought of how proud my dad was of me and how excited he was about me harvesting my first buck still brings a tear to my eye. I have him to thank for my immense love of the outdoors. He (along with my older brother) taught me everything I know about hunting/fishing. It's in my blood. Being outdoors hunting or fishing or whatever I happen to be doing is the one thing that sets me free.
It's quite literally my saving grace. Being an outdoorswoman is the best part of me. I can be 100% who I am and for once I can just breathe. I can't find peace like this anywhere else besides the outdoors, nor would I want to.