That is what my kiddos call the baby hair growing back on my head. It has been almost two weeks of growth now and my scalp is no longer ghost pale as if I were wearing a tight, white speedo swim cap. When I ask the doctors if it will all grow back, they answer, “Probably, but maybe not. We will see.” That is a pretty common answer from my doctors. Apparently, we are in somewhat uncharted waters.
Two weeks ago, I stood in my driveway as my oldest son, Shawn, gave me a hug, climbed into his SUV, and drove away down the street. He waved to me, and as I waved back I whispered, “God, please bless your son as he rides into this next chapter of his life in pursuit of his dream to play quarterback in college.”
It is February of 2018 already. Time flies, and I say that with all respect in the world for time, given that four-and-a-half years ago I sat in a room at Duke University Oncology with an IV in my arm delivering toxic chemicals into my system in hopes of beating down the leukemia cells that had taken over 95% of my blood.
I realize not many (if any!) people care about MY golf game, but my point actually isn’t about golf. I have looked at my life using the same lens of no longer wanting to be 'good at doing it wrong.’ Where else can that apply? Fatherhood? Marriage? As a son, or brother, or friend? As a mentor or coach or advisor?
In life, especially when things don’t go your way, despite your best effort, I've learned that sometimes you have to take it like a man. I have been able to apply that message over and over in my adult life, especially the past few years with the deaths in our family and even with my leukemia diagnosis...
Never look at the enormity of the task at hand or the proverbial hill you are climbing, while you are climbing, while you are mid-task. Once you put your mind into the task, then focus on the NEXT STEP all the way through. Just keep taking the next step, especially when the challenge is large and the incline steep.