Football Widow

Let me first say that I love my husband with all of my heart.  He is my best friend and most certainly the man I was supposed to marry and have babies with.

But…every year from July until November, I am a football widow.  Some women are widows to football on TV, but I am a widow to the actual real thing.  Every night they have practice until 8 o’clock.  They have games on Thursday and Friday.  They have discussions about the games on Saturday.  They have more discussions and planning for the next game on Sunday.  They have film watching at night when they do get home early.  When they aren’t planning, practicing, or watching, they are thinking about it and dwelling and plotting.  Then in addition to all of that, there is an entire college football season AND an NFL season.  It never ends!

In all of this, there are a few things I’ve learned.  The first few weeks are always an adjustment.  When you get used to having someone around and then all of a sudden they aren’t any more, it sucks!  But after a few weeks of being sad about it, I realize that the less we see each other, the less we have to argue about!  I am not one of those wives that is going to make him feel guilty about being devoted to football.  I don’t want him to half ass anything and if he would rather be on that football field than at home, I’d rather him be there.  I am very proud of his hard work and his dedication to his team.  So in response to me being so understanding about the whole thing, all of my requests get fulfilled.  Laundry gets done (sometimes without me even having to ask), trash gets taken out, etc.  Anything to let me know that he still loves me and thinks about me and appreciates me being supportive.  So it really is a winning situation for me even if I do miss my husband sometimes!  It just makes the times we do have that much better!