Finding My Husband in My Golf Getaways

Believe me when I say, found my dream man while golfing in one of the best golf courses in Japan. No, no, no, he is not Japanese. He is an American like me. You see, it was not until I reached 50 years old that I realized there’s more to life than golfing. I have squeezed every penny I earned to be able to go to golf getaways. Be it Hawaii or in the remotest island in Asia Pacific, I will be there for as long as I could have my golf getaways. It doesn’t matter if the weather or amenities of that country does not afford me the best hospitality. Finding my husband while golfing is like hitting two birds at a time.

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