Debbie Ebensberger is sweet and welcoming to her inquisitor, that you-know-she's-Southern lilt charming its way through the conversation, that vocal sunshine that so many from down that way are blessed with, a warmth hugging each word of her story. Even when cell phone connections fail repeatedly, she is reliably patient in retelling the journey she's been on to get back to feeling like, well, Debbie Ebensberger again. Where were you born? 'Texas, but I've lived in Florida for 21 years.' Family? 'Married for 33 years.' College? 'TCU (Texas Christian). Steve (Mr. Debbie) went to Texas at Arlington.' Kids? 'Two boys, 21 and 26. Both in college. One is at TCU, one at Tennessee.' It's a good life. Travel and experiences. Lots of tennis. So much tennis. 'Four to five times a day,' she says before correcting her exuberance to clarify: 'Four to five times a week.' Still. She 40-loves tennis. Like she loves her family. Sometimes, maybe more. Don't tell Steve. Or the boys.