I was sitting here in sub zero Colorado, thawing my feet and watching my computer flip through pictures in sleep mode, when this picture of me golfing last summer with my grandchildren popped up. This is the time of year when blowing ice chunks out my nose is just not the novelty it was a couple of months ago. I haven’t been warm for a month! I haven’t seen my lawn for a month either and, well, I’m thinking about taking a long winters nap and dreaming up some warm days and hope to wake up to 80 degrees and sunny!
Truth is, I don’t golf all that much. It takes too long and my back doesn’t cooperate much these days… so nine holes every couple of weeks during summer months is about my limit. Still, when I looked at the picture, some magic filled my soul.
As I looked at the picture of warm sunny weather and green grass, it wasn’t just the warmth so much as the experience that appealed to me. When I put my grandkids in the cart to golf, my game really improves. They appreciate how far I hit the ball- 150 yard drives are monstrous to a five year old! As they run down the fairway in plastic clogs, taking swings at the ball that leave giant divots in the green, and “drive” the cart, the game of golf just doesn’t get much better. The stuffy shirts at the club who look over from yonder fairway with a haughty sneer can eat my golf balls- this is what life is all about. Leaving the world behind for a couple of hours and allowing the youth within us to spring forth really does refresh the senses.
In all honesty, I’ve had some of my greatest “revelations” about business and life on the golf course. As little as I golf, and as poorly as I golf, that might not be saying much to those reading; but when we can take two hours out of our busy lives and see life for what it really is, well, that’s a slice of heaven.
So when our souls are shivering and our hearts are yearning for the warmth of sunny days and family, take a few minutes to remember that the warmth of such memories is just around the corner and that just “remembering” is half the battle. Winters don’t last forever!