Tuesday

100 holes

I had the distinct pleasure of playing golf with my husband last week. I was just along for the ride, really. He and another gentleman played and I tagged along.
I realized how differently men and women communicate.
Men are dry and witty. They speak little but say volumes. They are hysterically funny, yet rarely laugh aloud. They can criticize without hurting one another's feelings. They speak deep truth and rich encouragement. In a hundred holes of golf, they said few more than a hundred words- yet I heard so much.

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