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Coaching Won’t Last Forever—And That’s Okay

“In track, there are all types of runners. There are sprinters. There are middle-distance runners. And, there are long-distance runners. Brother Roger was a middle-distance runner. His job was to do well in the time that he was given. And he did.”

Faith, Journal

Don’t Stress Over the Next Move—Be Where Your Feet Are

But the truth is, no one bad play, no one unexpected loss, not even one loud heckler in the stands will be able to close a door that is Divinely yours. Along that same line, no clawing, scratching, or forcing will open one that isn’t meant for you.

Faith, Journal, Marriage

How Frozen II Helped Me Through the Hardest Coaching Transition of My Life

But, I have come out of my typical “moving funk” years ahead of normal. All because I kept moving forward, doing the next right thing, even when I didn’t want to or didn’t feel like it. Unpack that box. Accept that invitation from a new neighbor. Decorate that room. Explore your new ...

Family, Journal

6 Tips for Making this Move the Best (From a Wife Who’s Moved a Lot)

I pride myself in the fact that I can take care of everything, but sometimes it’s nice to know you don’t have to do it all; and it’s a great way to make memories with your friends and loved ones before you leave town.

Family, Journal, Marriage

Sometimes It Only Looks Good on the Napkin

We cannot let the perfect be the enemy of the done. We cannot sacrifice our sanity by trying to run plays that just don’t work with our current personnel, life stage or needs. So don’t try. Sometimes you just have to wad those things up, toss them away and draw up something new.

Journal

The Truth is, It’s More than Just One Season

Once I heard a parent fussing that “these coaches only work with these boys for 3-4 months out of the year…” I laughed out loud at the time. But the other day, it got me thinking. Every career, every position, every role in this life has its seasons. I’m a teacher. August and ...

Family, Journal, Marriage

The Coach’s Wife Inside Me is Coming Out—and I Had No Idea She Was There

The rye grass on the baseball field has just started to turn green, and every day I ride by the field and think to myself, “Man, what a field! That Coach is killing it this year.” This is coming from a woman who has zero flowers planted in her yard. Don’t get me wrong, Coach has our yard ...

Family, Journal, Marriage

This is How I Fight the Anxiety of Job Season

So, each year as the season is winding down or over for good, and that feeling starts to creep in, I remind myself no matter how much I worry or even how confident I feel, it will not make a difference. I try to remind myself that whatever happens, it will all work out for our favor in the end.

Family, Journal, Marriage

All I Want for Christmas … Is to Not be a Coach’s Wife Anymore

You, my friend, are in the company of thousands of wives who have thought that very thing. It doesn’t mean you aren’t loyal. It doesn’t mean you aren’t supportive and it definitely, definitely does not mean you are a “bad” coach’s wife. It means you are normal. And human. And loved … by the ...

Family, Friendship, Journal

When You’re the Family Left Behind

Transition is never easy. We’ve been the family that leaves, and we’ve been the family that is left behind. In my experience, staying behind is as hard of an adjustment as moving.

Journal, Marriage

Coaches’ Wives Need More Than a Locker Room Speech – We Need a Change in Mindset

The truth is that coaches’ wives do need to be motivated, inspired, and championed. The seasons are challenging both physically and mentally, not just for the coach and the athletes, but for the coaches’ family too – but, coaches’ wives often need more than a locker room speech. We need radical ...

Faith, Family, Journal, Marriage

To the Coach’s Wife Wondering if It Will Ever Get Easier

I had parked myself right in front of a broken cistern. I'd fill it up, but all my joy and peace and compassion still seeped through the crevices and cracks, until it was once again empty. I would fill my tank up and only get a mile down the road before I was out of gas again. I wasn't filling ...

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