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My
husband’s
an
avid
golfer.
It’s
one
of
his
pleasures
in
life.
Rather
than
be
a
golfer’s
widow,
I
decided
to
be
a
golfer’s
wife.
The
sport
of
golf
is
a
challenge.
It’s
the
toughest
game
I’ve
tried.
You’ve
got
to
have
lots
of
fortitude,
but
still
there’ve
been
times
I’ve
cried.
When
after
playing
eighteen
holes,
and
sometimes
one
more
nine,
I
can
hardly
move
my
two
legs
and
the
old
back’s
not
too
fine.
My
hubby
loves
to
play
this
game,
no
matter
if
it’s
hot
or
cold.
He
claims
it
helps
to
relax
him,
if
he
keeps
his
temper
under
control.
With
me
it
makes
a
difference.
When
it’s
cold,
I
always
freeze.
I
can’t
play
when
it’s
really
hot.
I
need
75
degrees
with
a
breeze.
He
wants
me
to
play
golf
with
him,
but
he
wants
me
to
play
it
well.
But
it
seems
the
harder
that
I
try,
that’s
the
times
I
usually
fail.
I
dip,
I
sway,
and
my
timing’s
off.
I
rush
my
downward
swing.
I
lift
my
head
before
I
hit,
and
sometimes
miss
the
thing.
Just
to
be
able
to
hit
the
ball
and
finally
get
off
the
tee,
this
is
a
major
accomplishment
for
a
duffer
such
as
me.
I
hook,
slice
or
shank
the
ball,
then
wonder
where
it’s
gone.
Is
it
in
the
ditch
or
in
the
woods?
Just
to
find
it
takes
so
long.
The
balls
I
use
love
water.
And
no
matter
where
I
play,
if
water’s
anywhere
around,
my
balls
will
swim
that
day.
My
hubby
says
I
need
to
learn
the
difference
in
woods
and
irons.
I
take
a
divot
with
my
woods
when
it’s
the
other
way
around.
It
matters
not
what
course
I
play
others
will
know
when
I’m
around.
They
don’t
have
to
try
to
find
me.
They
need
only
check
the
ground.
I
guess
I
missed
my
calling
the
way
I
dig
up
the
ground.
I
could
have
had
a
garden
with
beautiful
flowers
all
around.
I
make
so
many
bogeys
and
I
don’t
mean
just
one.
To
make
a
par
is
like
a
“bird”,
now
that
is
when
it
is
fun.
I
think
the
problem
with
my
game
is
I
started
too
late
in
life.
I’ll
never
be
a
“Tiger
Woods”,
but
I
can
be
a
golfer’s
wife.
So
my
advice
to
all
you
gals
is
to
learn
when
you
are
young.
It’s
easier
to
get
the
hang
of
it
before
the
fat
lady
has
sung.
~Author~
Emily McAdams
©Copyright Mar 2002
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