Today my baby left me. He got on a plain and flew to spain. Its going to be 8weeks before I see him again. Not really sure how I feel at the moment, in a way I'm excited for him and I really want him to succeed. Golf is his entire life and I'm just a small single part of it. But I'm lucky to even be anything :) My boyfriends special, he gets me. He helps me and excepts that I'm one fucked up mess, yet somehow he keeps coming back for me.