My New Normal....

Little did I know that January 25, 2015 would change my life as much as it has. My husband was heading to Lincoln, Nebraska for his nine weeks of orientation for his new job.  I knew that as a trucker, he would be gone for long periods of time.  I knew there would be long stretches where I  would not be able to talk to him.  I knew all these things.  It was okay because I was ready.  How different could it be?  Boy, was I wrong. If you are reading this and you are a trucker's wife, I am sure you snickered at the above comments, you know that being a trucker's wife is very trying to say the least.  If I told you that it was easy for me, I would be lying.  I had to get use the idea that the American definition of normal was not my normal now. I had to find a new normal. When my husband was home, he would spoil me by taking me to work and picking me up some days.  He would have dinner made when I got home.  I have three grown kids with busy lives of their own, so the house is very quite when they are gone.  That was the most difficult part for me, I think. Getting used to the silence.  Then there is was the constant concern for his safety, was he eating properly, was he getting enough sleep?? 

It has been almost two years since we embarked on this new lifestyle. In those two years, I have been out on the truck with him at least four times.   Believe me, my eyes were opened to what truckers have to deal with every day, all day. I will save that for a later date.  My intent for writing this blog is to give me an outlet to write, but to hopefully be an encouragement to someone else who might stumble on to this site.