I have a really sweet friend named Mia who is a Football Wife and posted the story below on her blog. (Here is the link to her blog! It's awesome! http://www.msmiamaree.com/)
It touched me so much I had to share it. When I started this blog I meant for it to be a story about our family but I must admit I have been very selfish with it, sharing stories from my labor and waxing my pikachu to my frusteration with daily mommy life.
It touched me so much I had to share it. When I started this blog I meant for it to be a story about our family but I must admit I have been very selfish with it, sharing stories from my labor and waxing my pikachu to my frusteration with daily mommy life.
However, it has given me so much joy, which was my original intention. So I am satisfied with what I set out for this blog to me. Below is a little something about football wives....
THE FOOTBALL WIFE
The good Lord was creating a model for football wives, and was into his sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared. She said, “Lord you seem to be having a lot of trouble with this one. What’s wrong with the standard model?”
The Lord replied, “ Have you seen the specs on this order? She has to be completely independent, possess the qualities of both father and mother, be a perfect hostess to 4 or 40 with an hour’s notice, run on black coffee, handle every emergency imaginable without a manual, be able to carry on cheerfully, even if she is pregnant and has the flu, and she must be willing to move to a new location 10 times in 17 years. And oh, yes. She must have six pairs of hands.”
The angel shook her head. “Six pairs of hands? No way.”
The Lord continued, “Don’t worry; we will make other wives to help her. And we will give her an unusually strong heart so it can swell with pride in her husband’s achievements, sustain the pain of separations, beat soundly when it is overworked and tired, and be large enough to say, ‘I understand,’ when she doesn’t, and say ‘I love you,’ regardless.”
“Lord,” said the angel, touching his arm gently. “Go to bed and get some rest. You can finish this tomorrow.”
“I can’t stop now,” said the Lord. “I am so close to creating something unique. Already this model heals herself when she is sick, can put up six unexpected guests for the weekend, wave goodbye to her husband and understand why it’s important he leave.”
The angel circled the model of the football wife, looked at it closely and sighed, “it looks fine, but it’s too soft.”
“She might look soft,” replied the Lord, “but she has the strength of a lion. You would not believe what she can endure.”
Finally, the angel bent over and ran her fingers across the cheek of the Lord’s creation. “There’s a leak,” she announced. “Something is wrong with the construction. I am not surprised that it has cracked. You are trying to put too much into this model.”
The Lord appeared offended at the angel’s lack of confidence. “What you see is not a leak,” he said. “It’s a tear.”
“A tear? What is it there for?” asked the angel.
The Lord replied, “it’s for joy, sadness, pain, disappointment, loneliness, pride, and dedication to all the values that she and her husband hold dear.”
“You are a genius!” exclaimed the angel.
The Lord looked puzzled, and replied, “I didn’t put it there.”
I teared up a little when I read this. Being the wife of a football coach is very special, and it isn't for everyone. I am one of the crazy people who not only grew up in a football family, but married into one as well. This life has brought me so much emotion, both joy and heartache, but I wouldn't trade any of it for anything. It has been an awesome ride and I consider myself very lucky.
I am very excited about this next step in the Taylor Family's adventure. I am extremely proud of my husband because he worked really, really hard for this opportunity and he is so smart! But I do feel a little sorry for myself too. I love this town. College Station is very unique. Despite it's biggest fault, having literally no shopping, it has really been such an amazing 4 years here.
I love the size of the town. It's that perfect small-town feel but not too small. I will miss Texas A&M. I don't think there's anywhere else in the country that has traditions like the Aggies. It is very different. There are some things like the War Hymn that you really can't help but tear up. The people in this town are so kind. People really watch out for one another. I am very envious of all those that get to stay!
We are headed to Miami....being the geography idiot that I am, when we got the news, I immediately google mapped it on my phone. I mean I knew it was close to Cuba but seriously....you could like throw a rock at Cuba. No wonder people swim from there! It will definitely be different as evidenced by my 3-day trip there to find a place to live. I of course am used to smiling at everyone in College Station, and it is a little bit different there. People aren't quite as warm but that's ok. I know there will be fun different things too and I have to remember that.
I move on February 29th and leave for my best friend from high school's wedding 6 days after that, so I may be weak on the blog front for about 10 days, but I'm sure I will have some stories soon enough!
I love the size of the town. It's that perfect small-town feel but not too small. I will miss Texas A&M. I don't think there's anywhere else in the country that has traditions like the Aggies. It is very different. There are some things like the War Hymn that you really can't help but tear up. The people in this town are so kind. People really watch out for one another. I am very envious of all those that get to stay!
We are headed to Miami....being the geography idiot that I am, when we got the news, I immediately google mapped it on my phone. I mean I knew it was close to Cuba but seriously....you could like throw a rock at Cuba. No wonder people swim from there! It will definitely be different as evidenced by my 3-day trip there to find a place to live. I of course am used to smiling at everyone in College Station, and it is a little bit different there. People aren't quite as warm but that's ok. I know there will be fun different things too and I have to remember that.
I move on February 29th and leave for my best friend from high school's wedding 6 days after that, so I may be weak on the blog front for about 10 days, but I'm sure I will have some stories soon enough!
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