Golf

Dear grandpa, I have an kid that is totally into golf.  She could use some of your golf knowledge and wisdom. I can't say that I learned anything about the game during those many early trip to the golf course. But then again, they were never about golf. Miss you!

The oldest one had golf camp today and I can't help but think of my grandpa.  I spent the majority of my life about an hour away from both sets of grandparents.  My favorite memory is spending the mornings at the golf course with my grandpa.  He would go out at dawn and water the lawns and mow.  He would come home in the late morning, have lunch, and then return in the afternoon to play.  Being the oldest granddaughter, I believe I was the first one that got to go with him.  He let us drive the golf cart and then we could drive his truck home.  Even though he never said it, it was his bonding time with each of his granddaughters.  For that moment he made us all feel special and like we were his favorite.  As much as I wish I had that one last time with him on the golf course, I will never forget the moments we had.

Being in the military, many miles have divided us from any sort of family.  Even when we do travel to see them, none of them live close to each other.  It is completely different than how both of us were raised.  It is a rare moment to get one set of family together.  For better or worse, I know my kids won't have the same kind of relationship with their grandparents.  My hope is that they have their own sort of memories and bonding experiences.