Letter from Dad

Dear Michael,

I talked to God again today, as I have so many times in these last months. I told him I didn’t think this was a good idea. After all, I had plans for you and I. We had more golf to play, more time to spend together, and more fun to have. In my heart I heard God laugh and say “You have no idea what my plans are.” So here we are.

For the time being, our golf together is over. I want you to know how very much I will miss those times. I remember telling you more than once, it’s not how far you hit it, but how straight. You used that against me and beat me more often than not. Every once in a while you did let me win. You carried that philosophy into your life. You may not have hit very far but you hit straight and true with everyone and touched more lives than you will ever know. I hope you know how proud I am of you.

So for now son, our days in the sun are gone. I have a feeling God needed you to fill up a foursome. All I can say is keep your head down and hit it straight. We will most surely have a game again. I love you.

Dad