Maturing gracefully
Let’s be honest: one of the best things about traveling out of town to tournaments and coaching school is shopping. Last weekend, my daughter and I were particularly excited to visit a store that sold purses I have been coveting for many months. They are way out of our budget, but I was determined to lay eyes on the bags I had studied in magazines and on-line the past year. Years ago, I would have avoided the store — I would have been too self-conscious to visit an establishment dressed in clothes more suitable for a weekend at the gym. But age does something to us: I walked in, explained to the sales associate my fascination with the bags and browsed the store, oohing and aahing along the way. She was at my shoulder the entire time and I saw her give another sales associate a look that I could not or cared to analyze, but I did not let that deter me from enjoying the exquisite collection. I had come too far. As coaches wives, we often let others affect how we enjoy the season. The beauty of watching your husband’s craft should give you joy. Don’t let others affect your view.

I'm so glad I found your blog (thank you Carolyn Allen!). I'm enjoying your posts and am excited to find a blog to which I can truly relate! I am a coaches wife of 10 yrs and mom to two kids (ds is 9 and dd is 5). Being at coaching school in FW this week has refilled my tank and I am looking forward to frequent stops by your blog.
Thanks for sharing this crazy life we have!
Christie
Dallas TX
Coaching school is a great place to recharge our batteries. I am so glad that it gave you renewed enthusiasm for the season.
I am slowly finding my way with the blog, so your words are a true blessing to me.
Have a great year.
xox
Valerie