I've Learned to Love Golf

For a long time now, I've watched golf on tv with my husband. Not because I liked it, but because he liked it and I wanted to spend time with him. Then, I actually went golfing with him one summer once, I think, maybe twice. The following summer the same, not to often, but once or twice. After that he wanted to go buy me some of my own golf clubs, but I kindly declined explaining to him, as much as I loved spending time with him out there, I just couldn't see myself golfing more than once or twice a summer and so I really didn't need my own clubs. Well, it's been almost 14 years now since he started golfing, last summer I got my own clubs and we go golfing together as often as we can. I've learned to love golfing, mostly I've learned that he loves golfing and it's really fun to be out there with him watching him do something he does really well. He would like to do better, and he will, I on the other hand, do horrible, but it's still fun because we do it together. He's very patient with me, he hits his ball once and then I hit my ball anywhere from 2 to 5 times to catch up to him and on we go. So, any ways, that's how I learnd to love golf.