sunshine blessings

Lyme Disease is a strange and frustrating disease, with many blessings mingled in.

Today I spent the afternoon at a golf course (I’m actually horrible at golf - I cannot tell a lie!) Charles and I used to hit range balls when we lived by a golf course. And when I was a photographer at a golf course, we played a few times. I thought I could get good at it. I’m sure all golfers know that feeling when you are frustrated beyond belief, ready to throw in the towel, give up the ghost, ring the bell, give up, surrender, and then you hit that one perfect shot. And you are back in the game - completely hooked. And that’s the way it goes. The cyclical cycle of a bad golfer. okay - huge rabbit trail! Can I have a piece of carrot cake please? Let’s get back to whereat we began......

I spent the afternoon at a golf course. Not playing golf, fortunately for all involved, but attending a golf tournament that had been organized by Fitness Edge, with all the proceeds going to me. Overwhelming. Amazing. So thoughtful. As Charles stood behind my wheelchair to thank these men and women that had come out to play golf, to give money towards my medical costs, I felt almost detached from myself. Looking at those faces, most of whom I didn’t know, I felt how blessed I was to have people in my life that would put something like this together for me. I choked out the words thank you, but that was all I could get out.

Some of the foursomes that hung around for the photo op

Fitness Edge Staffers who did all the hard work

Thank you to Mike and those guys from Fitness Edge that put this together. Adam and Alison. And Myndi, Eileen and Connie. And thank you for all the people I met and spoke to, and shook hands with. All the people that smiled at me, all the paths that crossed, connections that were made, and the way that God orchestrated every moment of the day.

Me and my dad

Even though the forecast called for rain, it was sunny. Even though it was on a Sunday, Charles was still able to make it. Even though they live in Florida, my dad and brother-in-law were able to come be a part of this day. Even though I knew I was fading before we even got there, God gave me the strength to make it through the day. God had His hand all over this day, before the idea was even conceived.

 “Oh, the Lord’s been good to me! And so I thank the Lord, for giving me the things I need, the sun, the rain and the appleseed, the Lord’s been good to me.”