It is during this waiting that she finds an abundance of time to pursue another one of her favorite endeavors-quilting. Square-by-square, Juliana threads together a covering that may keep her warm next winter, or that she may hang in her room as a reminder of the cruel winter passed, or that she may pass on to another to show her appreciation. But while she pieces it together, I cannot help but wonder if, in her mind, she also pieces together a life that has afforded her the athletic prowess to become a world champion, the intellect to chart her course, and the personality to endear her to all she encounters. She must have pondered the risks of giving up her faculty position at the college and taking on the rigors and responsibilities of becoming a touring disc golf pro. How do those pieces fit into the quilt of her life she is now constructing? And what square of the 168 was she working on when she decided to devote her life to our great game? Though we play for fun, our livelihoods do not depend on the couple hundred dollars the smallish women's open division pays out every weekend. Her livelihood depends on so much out of her control: a decent purse; the reliability of a vehicle that can make it to the next venue; the support of those around her who understand what this means to her.What square was it? Which one tipped the scale of her life to join the tour? To join a gang so much unlike herself, except for their passion to play disc golf. Was it the starry square that implored her to follow her dreams? Did the subtle yellows and auburns of that patch jog the memory of her father who refused to release the hot iron in his arms just because they said it could not be held for over a minute? Was it his inspiration to endure the pain, rather than succumb to what others felt was impossible that lead her to defy the advise of all those around her? |
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