Third, don’t get bogged down by friends or family who just don’t get it. Don’t be afraid to say no. Set your boundaries and don’t allow anyone to make you feel bad.
It’s here I’ve grieved the loss of a best friend and fellow football coach.
It’s here I’ve watched teams rally together and beat teams they had no business beating. I watched them show heart and courage that inspires me to be better.
It’s here I’ve celebrated being engaged.
It’s here I've gotten my first look at wedding photos in an unexpected email.
It’s here I’ve learned how to cook from my tribe of coaches wives.
It’s here I’ve cried on the shoulders of friends, family, my tribe, and coach friends for the loss of my grandparents.
That point when resentment has set in and boils in my blood with every dirty dish, load of laundry, whine from my kids, and blade of grass I see on my floor. That Friday when I catch myself sending that “Good Luck tonight, babe!” text later in the day and with less enthusiasm than in weeks past.
What I do know is there will be many more days filled with tears as we drive away from the field. There will be many more missed moments and milestones that have to be sent to our coach via video. And there will be more days where 40 minutes is all we can get.
But there will be many more highs too.
Still have a few things on that "Honey Do List"? Time to finish it.
Need to pay a visit to friends or family that don't live near by? Time to go.
Wanting to have a fun "staycation day" with your kids? Time to have it.
Need a few things fixed around the house? Time to break out the tools.