A little background for ya...

Sometimes you just get lucky and find a soul that grooves with yours.

When contemplating what I would write about for my first blog post, I thought, "why not introduce Brad and I a little better?" As of today (4-13-17), B and I have been together for (pause while I do the math) 9 years. In typical non-conventional fashion, we were together for almost 7 years before we got engaged. Not because we didn't feel it was right; it's just that we're on our own agenda. Because of his job and its peculiarities, I learned pretty fast that being with him meant giving up certain "traditional" norms to a relationship. He has a non-traditional job. Therefore he has to lead a non-traditional life. None of this, oh he chooses to... No, he has to. Our life literally revolves around baseball.

Brad isn't an athlete. And I don't say that in a nasty way. He's a "clubbie", meaning he works inside the clubhouse of a Major League Baseball team. To explain what "he does" is almost an exercise in futility. Those guys do it all from cooking meals to cleaning shoes, from ordering bats to organizing lockers, from shagging balls to shining helmets. Every Major League Baseball team has 2 clubhouse staffs, a Home Side and Visiting Side, and every team's clubhouse staffs are different, just like my fingerprint is different than yours. And just about every pro sports team has similar crews as well. Think about that for a second...a whole support system beyond what you see on the field or court. They are there before the guys get to the field and they are there long after the game ends. Brad started traveling with the team in 2015, so there is no reprieve even when they go on the road. February through November, this is our life. February through November, we get maybe 5-10 full off days together. There are no weekends off, there are very rarely any dinners together, vacations together take place in between visiting families during the holidays. It means staying up to 1 am some nights just to see him before you go to bed. It means no real birthday or Valentine's Day celebrations. 

It's not as glamorous as some may think but you make it work. When Brad loves what he does as much as he loves me, you make sacrifices. Yes, it's a hard life, but we are a baseball family, and this is what you do.