Home Alone

When Bill and I were first married, I didn’t like it when he played golf.  I thought it took away from time we could spend together.  At that time, Army personnel worked Saturday mornings, besides Monday through Friday.  That didn’t leave much time for togetherness.  I know part of my problem was caused by being a stay-at-home wife. 

After the children came, Bill still played golf, but he always had time for family.  He wasn’t like some guys we knew who seemed to spend most of their free time on the golf course.  Some Saturdays mornings when he golfed, we would do something as a family later in the day. 

When we lived in Hawaii and the kids were teenagers, there wasn’t as much time for golf.  The church we belonged to participated in softball, volleyball, and basketball leagues.  All of us joined the fun.  

Over the years, things have changed.  For the last 17 years or so at the place we just moved from, Bill and his buddies played golf on Sunday afternoons.  On Saturdays, we usually ran errands and did chores.  On Sunday mornings, we went to church.  Without children at home and with me working full-time, Sunday afternoons was a chance for me to do what I wanted.  I usually stayed home and took it easy or spent time with friends.  If the weather was bad and Bill stayed home, I always said it cramped my style!  Now that we are retired, Bill can golf any day of the week.  It's good to have him out of my hair!  (Just joking!)

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Oh, magnify the LORD with me,
And let us exalt His name together.
Psalm 34:3