I started golfing several years ago. My mom had taken golf lessons and I became inspired...and fell IN LOVE with the sport! Jeremy's love for golf was a big reason why I fell in love with him. I loved the thought of the two of us out doing something that we both enjoyed so much. Since the accident, though, I haven't been once. I have sat in the golf cart a couple of times and watched Jer, but haven't swung a club for 2 1/2 years. Last night, I asked him to take me to hit some balls. I was pretty aprehensive, but I wanted to try. So, today after we dropped Colton off at school...we went to the beauty that is a driving range! I got goose bumps just walking out to the green grass with my golf bag on two shoulders. I had a smile on my face the whole time! I think Jer was pretty nervous about it all, but he never showed it. He was my rock, as he has been so many times through all of this.
Then, there I was...holding my club, squatting, squeezing my tummy in as much as I could and whacking the ball...25 yards :) We had to completely change my stance, but who cares?! I did it!
It felt amazing. It felt empowering. It felt like I was one step closer to being where I was before all of this. I didn't want to leave. But, we did...just to look forward to another day out on the green grass that I love so much!
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