|Image from One Kings Lane|
"How are you doing?" I asked in that rhetorical way.
"Oh, I'm OK," he replied sounding as though he might cry.
"Are you having a problem?" thinking I should be worried.
"Oh, I just returned from a round of golf and I didn't play good today." was his answer.
I squinted my eyes in that way I have of doing and thought what is wrong with this picture? I'm a golfer and I understand how the game can hurt your feelings and your ego and even your back. But I want a sticker for my car that says "The worst day spent golfing is better than the best day doing anything else."
So the questions are Have we forgotten how to be happy? What is a good day? Do we overlook the beautiful day and our good fortune and search for a negative to focus on? Let me know what you think.