Well, I’ve said it a few times, and it remains true – Life gets in the way of golf. This time, it’s Mother’s Day. Now, please understand, I am in no way advocating blowing off your mom to go sneak in nine, or even eighteen holes. I certainly didn’t, nor would I. I’m just using it as an example to prove my point – there’s always something to pull you away from the course. But maybe I’ve come up with a bit of a solution. Maybe the trick simply is - If you can’t beat ‘em, make ‘em join you.
I remember when I was just a kid that my mother and father both had a set of golf clubs, but I never saw either of them actually go out to a course and play a round. I once asked and they both said they gave it a try, but they just didn’t really care for the game. So the clubs just hung from a wall in the garage for years until my mother finally sold them at a yard sale. But maybe the time has come where I can try to get her to give it another try? After all, she’s been retired for several years and is still pretty active. A relaxing sport like golf, carts and all, may be worth a second look.
Ok…I think it’s clear what I’m doing here. I have an ulterior motive and I’m probably not doing a very good job of hiding it. As a matter of fact, I’m sure I’ve fooled no one. Look, it’s not that I don’t want to celebrate Mother’s Day with my mom. It’s not that I don’t want to gather with my family for brunch. I love doing these things! But you know what else I love doing? Golfing on a glorious, cloudless, 78 degree, spring day. See what I’m saying?
I’m thinking that if I can convince her to take up golf again, then I can spend time with her on Mother’s Day, still have that brunch that I love and get out on the course without feeing guilty. How could I feel guilty if she’s right there with me? Does this sound shady? I have to admit, it does a little bit…even to me. But on the other hand….you’re just jealous that I thought of it first.
Swing ’til you’re happy!