It was a crisp winter day, with the temperature hovering around 46°F, and a gentle breeze blowing as I walked the course with my husband. There were no cheering crowds, no confetti cannons—just the serene beauty of the empty course, with the thought of my usual playing partners scattered across the globe. Talk about a HOLE-IN-ONE that echoes through the void! But hey, I suppose I can now proudly check off that HOLE-IN-ONE box from my bucket list.