I look at this picture that I shot today of my cousin Tyler and I can't help but remember how exciting a time it was to be graduating High School. Things are far less stable now then when I graduated in 2001. Who would have known the changes that would take place in a decade.
I've never played a game of golf but I have been on a couple courses and watched people as they try to hit a home run and get that perfect game. I can't help wondering though if golf wouldn't be a wonderful metaphor for life. Looking out across a wide expanse toward a place that you want to get the ball to go, and that through some coaxing, eventually you will get that little ball closer, closer, and eventually into the hole. Every once in a while you get that hole-in-one. However there are the times when get stuck in a sand trap.
Right now I feel like I hit that damn little ball as hard as I could, but had no idea where I wanted it to go. I hope my cousin has a better plan but for right now he has a clean score card and a bag full of clubs.
