by Katie AKA Ms Kitty
My husband and I met driving trucks, both of us drove he for 10 years me for 8. We are now married with 4 children.
After the 4th was born I gave up local driving for a stay at home mom while he continued on the road. My life went from hours of solitude that the truck brought to diapers, dishes, mopping, clothes, and never being alone.
I get to hear stories of the road while keeping the home in one piece. I take care of all maintenance on both cars and make sure everything is taken care of. Our weekends are spent taking the truck to the shop and cleaning and restocking it.
One day a call came n while getting the kids off to school that the truck had caught on fire with him in it. I drove 2 hours non stop til I got to him and found out he was ok. Now included in my day is wondering if everything is ok.
I never get told thank you, and only spend maybe 34 hours a week with him, and rarely alone. Our conversations and life take place via cell phone, and our 2 year old call every truck on the road daddy.
Once at a truck stop on a trip my daughter (2 year old) walked to the door to look at the trucks and when a driver walked through she pointed to the truck and said "Dada at work" his response "I think I know your daddy I am going to tell him you said hi and love you". He smiled and bought her a little truck, and told me that it is wonderful to see a wife who lets her kids understand the life and support it.
That is just what it is a life of support, love and trust while taking second place to the truck and putting your goals on hold. It's true the only thing tougher than the truck driver is the wife of the truck driver.
We are independent, loving, trusting, and always supportive even when or lives are put on hold.
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