Something pretty cool happened to me recently.
Seems like all I’ve been doing is writing about loss and grief.
Here’s the thing I’m learning though. I can go through a loss AND live my life, too. Just because I had a loss, it doesn’t mean I’m *required* to be sad all the time.
In fact, I’m not sad all the time. Sometimes? Yes. All the time? No. Remember my post, Switchbacks and Waves? Sadness and grief come in spurts.
So, back to the pretty cool thing.
My husband bowls. In fact, he’s a really good bowler. Have you ever seen those bowlers who can throw a ball, it almost hugs the gutter, then it suddenly curves over and knocks down all the pins?
He can do that.
He has been bowling in leagues for about nine years. One or two nights a week, he bowls.
I only bowl maybe once a month, when we go as a family. My balls are usually in the gutter, ha ha, and when I do bowl, it’s straight down the middle, I hope.
Several weeks ago my husband super gigantically surprised me when he asked me if I would consider being in a league.
Like, a bowling league. I about fell over! I was so honored that he asked.
Then, approximately two seconds later, the questions started kicking in:
- Wait, I’m not very good! Who would want to be on MY team?
- Is there pressure? Because I don’t want any pressure if I’m not doing well.
- How long is it? What if we sign up and it’s too long?
- Me? Are you sure? (Is what I was thinking)
Turns out he does want me on his team, there is no pressure because it’s just for fun, and it is long, thirty six weeks, but it’s one night a week.
Heck yeah, sign me up.
We live in a tiny town and to get to the bowling alley we like, it’s fifty miles one way. So, about a hundred miles one night a week. Sounds like a lot, but it’s totally worth it.
It’ll be family time, a chance to make new friends, and it’s something we can do together.
It’s by a lake!!!
Last night we went up there and bowled. I did pretty decent and my husband and son did great. We even got to meet some of the league bowlers we’ll be bowling with in a couple weeks. It was really fun.
About sunset, we went over to the lake. My goodness, it was so beautiful. Sooooooo beautiful. And, so quiet. We just sat there and watched the fish jump and the sky change.
Afterwards, we found a really nice Mexican restaurant and had a wonderful meal.
Tuesday, the first week of September, OUR league starts. Our! How cool is that?
Me, is included in that our!
Even with gutter balls and very up and down scores, I get to be on a team!
I am so excited!
Thanks for reading!
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