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Dear Friday Night Wives, You Threw Out a Lifeli...
I didn’t know Coach’s role would change unexpectedly and shake up our lives drastically. But some of you had experienced that before. I didn’t know that we would watch each...
Dear Friday Night Wives, You Threw Out a Lifeli...
I didn’t know Coach’s role would change unexpectedly and shake up our lives drastically. But some of you had experienced that before. I didn’t know that we would watch each...
What Matters Most...
“We’re all told at some point in time that we can no longer play the children’s game; we just don’t … don’t know when that’s gonna be. Some of us...
What Matters Most...
“We’re all told at some point in time that we can no longer play the children’s game; we just don’t … don’t know when that’s gonna be. Some of us...
Moving with the Coaches’ Kids
When a coach takes a new job, the headlines always read how a new coach takes over a new program. The average fan, even the most avid fan, reads that...
Moving with the Coaches’ Kids
When a coach takes a new job, the headlines always read how a new coach takes over a new program. The average fan, even the most avid fan, reads that...
They're Always Going To Talk
No matter what level your coach works in, the gossip is just like high school. People are always talking. It's been a while since we've been involved in the rumblings...
They're Always Going To Talk
No matter what level your coach works in, the gossip is just like high school. People are always talking. It's been a while since we've been involved in the rumblings...
His Way To Serve
I'm not a crier. I didn't cry when he proposed. I didn't cry at our wedding. I didn't cry for the birth of either of my boys. I do cry...
His Way To Serve
I'm not a crier. I didn't cry when he proposed. I didn't cry at our wedding. I didn't cry for the birth of either of my boys. I do cry...
To the Wandering Wife: You Are Promised Deep Roots
But I feel like a wanderer in desert wastelands, finding no way to a city where I can settle. I feel hungry and thirsty, and I am crying out for...
To the Wandering Wife: You Are Promised Deep Roots
But I feel like a wanderer in desert wastelands, finding no way to a city where I can settle. I feel hungry and thirsty, and I am crying out for...