Dad shining down

As I've said many times, one of my favorite past times with my dad was golf. We spent a lot of time watching golf, going to the driving range, and playing golf. The times I didn't play a round with him, the first thing I did when I got in the car was call him and tell him about how I played. He had an amazing memory so often anywhere I played, he remembered the course and details about each hole. I would say how many putts I had, which holes I got pars on and what holes I did or didn't like. He always knew the layout of each hole I was talking about. Since he has passed, it has been a tough adjustment for me to not be able to golf with him, or call him and tell him about how I played. I didn't start coaching until after he passed, and I wish so much that I could talk to him and tell him about it.

I never really liked the idea of golfing alone - I don't know if it is because I am female and a social creature, but for me part of the experience of golf is spending that time with someone. In February of 2018, we were blessed with an absolutely gorgeous day and I REALLY wanted to golf but didn't have anyone to play with, so I finally decided to just play 9 holes by myself. I talked to dad as I played, and I had one of my best 9 hole rounds of my life (I shot a 44 on the front 9 at Overlook). Some of the shots I hit, I thought to myself 1) how come I can't do that all the time?? and 2) I wish someone was here to witness how good I am playing! I realize that dad is with me all the time that I play because he is always in my heart, and I believe that maybe God lets him have glimpses of us here on earth.

There is one time I feel certain that dad was with me, watching me play and shining down on me. Last year as I was planning my vacation to Wyoming, I read that when golfing in higher altitude, your ball will fly farther. Since I was determined to test this, I booked a tee time at the Snake River Sporting Club (The #1 course in Wyoming). As part of my greens fee, I would get a cart, caddy and "free" hat. It was definitely the most expensive round of golf that I have ever played, but hey, you have to treat yo-self. My mom wanted to go on vacation with me, so she rode with me in the cart as I played. As we got to a par 3, I asked my caddy if he would take some pictures of my swing. Each par 3, I always ask dad if he will hook me up with a hole-in-one. So far, no dice. Dad is going to make me work hard for that hole-in-one if it ever comes.

As I hit my shot, my caddy snapped a bunch of pictures, and I went on my way. I had a pretty decent round, and lets be honest, regardless of how I was playing, it was a beautiful day playing golf right next to the Snake River. After the round, I hadn't looked too closely at the pictures and I sent a bunch of them to Adena. She Voxed me back and asked if I looked closely at the pictures, and she said, "I think your dad is shining down on you". Then I looked at all of the pictures again. Here are all of the pictures that my caddy took at that hole. They have not been altered or changed at all:

You have seen this last picture before - it is the picture I used on my main page. Maybe dad didn't hook me up with my hole-in-one yet, but I know he was shining down on me here, and these pictures are my proof 💟🌤💕