One Swing Philosophy — What Golf Taught Me About Life

I have had a simple idea since I was young. Even if I live in just one room, I want to feel at peace. Of course, living in a nice house, buying nice things, and traveling are all good. But if I have to worry about money all the time, I do not think that kind of life is worth it. My spending rule is very simple. If I have the money, I do it. If I don't, I don't. If I want to travel but cannot afford it, I can wait for another chance. If I want something, I do not have to buy it right away. Golf is the same. I love golf, but I do not change my golf clubs every time a new model comes out. My current clubs are good enough for me to enjoy the game. Of course, if I really need new clubs and have enough money, I can buy them. But if I don't have the money, I can keep using the clubs I already have. I can buy them when I have the money. If I don't, I can still enjoy golf. How Credit Cards Change the Way We Spend Credit cards make it easy to buy things now and pay for them later...

When I was young, I lived each day with tremendous energy. I thought about the future. I thought about where I wanted to be ten years from then. I worked hard, dreamed big, and gave everything I had to the day in front of me. Even when I was tired, I pushed myself. I used every last spark of energy because I believed I was building my future. And looking back, I don't think that younger version of me was wrong. She had reasons to live that way. She had dreams to chase. And perhaps that passion helped create the life I have today. But now, at 60, the way I look at life has changed. I still think about the future. But I no longer want to spend today worrying too much about whether tomorrow will come exactly as I imagine, or whether I will feel just as healthy tomorrow as I do today. I have learned that tomorrow is not something I can control. So, when my body feels good, I move. I work. I practice my golf. I take care of my garden. I enjoy my day. And when my body says, “Not today,” ...

These days, I’m not dating anyone. And honestly, I’m not very interested in dating. I quite like my life the way it is. But somehow, whenever I go to a golf course, I often end up in a group with three men. (smile) When I join a game through a golf group, I’m often the only woman. Three men and one Angie. At first, it felt a little uncomfortable. But then I thought about it. I’m not dating these men. I’m dating golf. The problem is, golf is much better at playing games with me than any boyfriend could be. Yesterday, my driver and 5-wood were unbelievably good at the practice range. I thought, “Ah! My body has finally learned this swing.” I was feeling pretty confident. Then I went back to the practice range the next day, and golf calmly looked at me and said, “Who are you?” For almost 80 minutes, I tried this and that. I thought about my left shoulder. I thought about my arms. I tried to fix one thing and cover another. I was desperately trying to find that beautiful impact again. And ...

Small Things, Big Smiles This morning started with a few very ordinary things, but somehow, they made me really happy. 😂 1. Fixing My Golf Watch Band ⛳⌚ Yesterday, while I was playing golf, my golf watch band suddenly came off. Because it was so hot and I was sweating a lot, I should have wiped the band after playing. But I simply charged the watch and kept using it without thinking much about it. After about a year, the band finally gave up. 😂 Luckily, it came off right when I was sitting in the golf cart. Talk about bad luck turning into good luck! I carefully put it in my golf bag and decided to replace it this morning. Fortunately, there was an extra band in the box. But then… “How am I supposed to replace this?” YouTube to the rescue! I put on my glasses and wrestled with it for more than 30 minutes. And finally… Done! I replaced it myself! 😂👏 It was such a small thing, but I felt strangely proud of myself. 2. The Six-Meter Clothesline That Was One Meter Too Short 😂 My outdo...

To be honest, when I first started this blog, I had a simple goal. I wanted to become a popular blogger. There is nothing wrong with that. We all enjoy knowing that our stories are being read and appreciated. But somewhere along the way, something quietly changed inside me. These days, I no longer write to become popular. I write because I enjoy it. Writing has become a conversation with myself, almost like keeping a journal. Instead of trying to create impressive stories, I simply write about whatever feels real that day. Some days it's golf. Some days it's English. Some days it's just an ordinary moment that makes me smile. I've realized that forcing a story never feels as satisfying as letting one naturally appear. Maybe that also reflects my personality. I've always enjoyed laughing, finding small joys, and keeping life lighthearted. So I decided to stop trying to write the "perfect" blog post. I would rather write an honest one. At sixty, becoming a f...

These days, I find myself playing golf with this small group at least twice a month. If we include our 9-hole games, I sometimes see them almost once a week. I didn't plan it this way at first. Actually, when I first joined the group, I thought they were a little too loud and playful for me. I wondered, “Hmm… I wonder if I really fit in with these people.” 😂 But the more I got to know them, the more I realized something. They may joke around a lot, but they are all serious about golf. Most of us are in our early 60s, give or take a few years. We are at similar stages of life, and we have a similar love of golf. More importantly, they are good people. They have good manners. They look out for each other. Sometimes, when we run into each other at the driving range, someone will even offer me a cup of coffee. Those little things mean more to me than they might realize. Our band leader is another reason I enjoy this group. He is quick-witted, confident, and has a way of ...