My inspiration for this blog originated with a 3:00 am epiphany just a few weeks ago. Coach and I had just moved back to our home state, Pennsylvania, after spending the last year in North Dakota. My mom was visiting for the weekend and we had been up late decorating, moving furniture, and detailing the house. Most would assume me moving back home would be ideal, but anyone who knows me understands the stress and anxiety that seem to resonate in every aspect of my life. I feared our financial situation until I got a job, worried about finding a home, stressed about my car … and the list goes on. Naturally, I worried for nothing because all of those concerns worked out in the long run. Although that is the case, it doesn’t mean the transition was easy; however, that’s a blog post for another day.
Before going to bed that night, I decided that I needed something to occupy my time. As a result, the idea for this blog was born. Coach is only into the second season of his career, so the tough times have yet to come. There are significant others who have endured this life for many, many years. They have children who have also had to adjust to the “coaching” lifestyle. They know what it’s like to live the Graduate Assistant life, where your husband or boyfriend makes little to no money. Additionally, they realize how many things will be dealt with independently because of an away game or recruiting trip. These are the women who I look up to, have the utmost respect for, and am so lucky to have as a part of my tribe. With only one big sudden move, I am not writing to let you know that I have it all figured out; I most definitely do not. However, I do hope that my readers will be able to relate, know they are not alone, get a good laugh, and fall in love with this time of the year all over again.
At this time, the blog will be a mixture of a lot of things. I’ve come to realize that a lot of my favorite words begin with the letter F: Fashion, Fitness, Food, Football, and if I’m being honest, that other “F” word as well. If there is anything you’d like to see or hear about, PLEASE let me know. I am so open to ideas and I am already having so much fun with this. I can’t thank all of you enough for the love and support I have received since announcing this crazy idea!
Our relationship is a few months away from year five. I wouldn’t be writing this blog if it wasn’t for him, so I decided that I’d take all of you back to where it began: Fall (of course) of 2012. I met Coach during freshman year of college, but we always joke about how that second semester I became invisible. I began pledging Zeta Tau Alpha. My life at that time revolved around Zeta and my studies. It wasn’t until sophomore year that I saw Coach around campus more frequently. Coach would come over to my apartment on the weekends with his roommates. One weekend I had seen on Twitter that he had gone to my home town to see one of his friends. Of course I found an excuse to conveniently text him and sarcastically thanked him for taking me with him. The conversation was light and ended quickly. Long story short, with little details necessary, Coach gained some liquid courage that night. He and Evan Williams sent me the sweetest messages. The next day I received an apology text, but I made sure to let him know that it was totally fine because I knew he wasn’t into girls with short hair. Later that week, I sent him a text and, after talking for a day or two, we decided to see a movie that Friday (of course). He stopped by the following Monday, and on Tuesday, while at a sorority dinner, I was asked what happened to Coach. Confused, I asked my sorority sister what she meant. She simply said that she thinks he got hurt because people are blowing up his twitter. I sent him a text that went something like, “Hey Cutie…not sure what happened, but hope you’re okay.” During practice, he had twisted his foot. I’m talking laying on his stomach, toes pointing to the sky, kind of twisted foot. He came back to school on crutches and in a ton of pain, and there I was with cookies, candy, and movies. Cute or stage five clinger?
I’m a firm believer that what is meant to be will always be. Things don’t work out so better things can Fall together. Prior to Coach, I was getting over a r-o-u-g-h relationship. A relationship that wasn’t even a relationship for a long time, but yet at that time, continued to affect me. Days before Coach sent those oh-so-kind texts, I had decided to sever all ties to the previous person. My relationship with Coach came completely out of nowhere, but just like he called me an angel that night, he proved to be mine.
College was the time of our lives. I was his number one fan, and he was mine. He supported my passion for Zeta Tau Alpha and never failed to keep me sane when things weren’t easy when I was the president. Of course we have had our fair share of ups and downs in the last five years, but after experiencing this football lifestyle, I am positive we can handle anything.
Coach’s career started when he became a graduate assistant at Minot State University in North Dakota. When he was offered the job, I was 100% set on not going; I actually was enrolled to go back to school. Three days before I was traveling halfway across the country with him to help him get started, I called and told him I was coming with him. He said, “okay, cool” … a man of few words. It was hands down the best decision I have ever made in my life. Being that far from home was difficult, but somehow we made it out alive. We were lucky to make amazing friends, and we got our fur baby Kessel Phillip in the process. Minot will always hold a very special place in my heart.
We were expected to be in Minot until February(ish) of 2018, at the very least. I had been dreaming of the day we would move back to the east coast, so the fact that it came so quickly has been a true blessing. I thought I’d be jumping for joy as we drove out of Minot, but truth be told, I bawled my eyes out. I felt fortunate to be in such a great place, but also realized it was only the start of our journey together.
Here we are a month later, and only forty minutes from my home town. Everything has Fallen into place, and I cherish being so close to my friends and family. Coach is also happy and learning so much with the new gig. Oh, and we are 1-0!
Also, for the record, Coach hasn’t touched Evan Williams since that Saturday night five years ago … even after the tough losses.