I used to define myself by the games I played. I played basketball. I played soccer. I played golf. I played baseball and softball. And pool. These days? I play tennis.
I hadn't played tennis in more than a year. My partner, my wife, had shoulder surgery last October. Rotator Cuff surgery. Tennis is her passion. Running was. She used to run 10 K races. Then tennis took over. She got as good at that as she had been at running. She's coached a high school varsity team. She's good. Real good.
Then she had to give it up. Completely. She had to give up the thing that defined her. How hard was that? I can't imagine. Well, I'm a writer. So I guess I can imagine that. What would it be like?
It would be like not writing for as long as Donna has not played tennis.
I said to her last week, " Let's go out and hit some balls. " We did that. The next day we did it again. We did it again this morning. She's playing tennis again. And so am I. I hit one to her, she hits it back. She hits one to me and I do the same. Back and forth, forth and back. Thwock. Thwok. Thwock...