It Brought Back Memories
I am really missing my dad today. It has been several years since he died, but I just stumbled across his golf equipment in my garage. It brought back so many memories! He taught all of us to play in our front yard. He dug little holes in the grass so that we would have somewhere to put the ball, then covered them up when we were done. My mom didn’t like it, but he felt that the time with us was more important than the lawn. Along with tips on our swing, he gave us tips about life. I will never forget those days.
