To Have Loved and Lost
‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Did you know that Lord Tennyson was referring to his golf game? Well, maybe not his… but that’s how I feel about mine.
What I’m trying to say is that it’s still worth the heart-ache to keep playing golf. Some people get older, or hurt, or whatever… and decide that it’s not worth playing anymore because they can’t play as well as they used to.
I played a lot of golf this winter. Was it razor sharp? Hardly. Was it frustrating? Golf – frustrating? Naw… never. Of course at times it was frustrating – but most of the time it was a gas… and worth it.
Years ago we had a dog named Woody. I was ridiculously attached to Woody. When he died… I almost died – it was beyond heart-breaking. I told my wife that we could never have another dog – I couldn’t go through that again.
But, a few months later… she started sending me pictures of puppies. Well, you know what happened… we got Harvey. Just a few minutes ago, I looked at Harvey sleeping in his bed – he’s almost 9 years old. I know that I’ll probably out live him, and I don’t how I’ll deal with it… but, it’s still worth it.
Golf, dogs, love, getting old… it’s all worth it.
Lord Tennyson was a wise man.
GM and Head Golf Professional