The day that changed my life forever began just like any other sunny, warm May morning. I saw my husband off to work after breakfast, did the usual household chores, had a shower and sat down to watch some daytime T.V. I reflected on what a happy lifestyle my husband, John, and I shared. We're both in our mid-twenties, have a nice house, some good friends, no kids (yet) and enjoy all the benefits that his decent salary brings. I was roused from my reverie by the ringing of the doorbell. I shouldn't have been surprised to see my Dad in the porch, since we had arranged to go to the golf driving range that morning. But I guess my daydreaming had taken up more time than I realised. He came in and waited for me to get dressed for my practice lesson. I'm not very sporty but at least golf allows
