This baseball season was my first season traveling with Justin. It was unreal. I don’t even know where to begin. I had never traveled with him for the whole season before. I usually just took trips during season to see him for a weekend or so when we were dating and when we were engaged. I wish I would’ve done it sooner because I didn’t know what I was missing out on.
The reason I didn’t travel before was because we weren’t married and we were both pretty traditional still in the sense of the idea of not living together before marriage. But that’s just us! So when we got married in January I was still on the fence about traveling with him because of, well a lot of things. I would 1. Be leaving to the world of the unknown 2. I had a great job that I LOVED 3. Moving meant I’d be SO far from my friends and family.
After weighing out the pros and cons on me traveling with him we decided that traveling with him would be the best thing for us and our marriage (especially since we were newly married!). Like I said, we have never lived together before so this would give us the “real” feel of marriage and being together all the time. You know, yelling at him for never remembering to put the toilet seat down. Or him getting mad at me for all the hair strands left around the house because of me. The fun stuff 😉 I wasn’t ready to have a marriage that was based on FT dates and texts because I was tired of distance and I couldn’t do it anymore after dating through distance. Some women do distance through dating and marriage and I am amazed by those gals because it’s HARD to be apart from each other. So kudos to those strong women.
Of course I was judged for any decision I made regarding traveling with him or not. Whether it was me being “foolish to leave the comfortable job I was at to follow my husband around playing baseball.” And then there were the people who said, I’m “foolish for letting him leave for 6 months out of the year without following him like a wife should.” I heard it ALL. But the deciding factor wasn’t about anyone else. It was about us and what we wanted. He wanted me to go and I knew I had to do what was right for us, not just me.
It was one of the best experiences we’ve ever shared together. Seeing new places and living on our own was amazing, especially on the other side of the country. Baseball brings some pretty great experiences, so it was nice to be there for all the fun places baseball took us and of course to be able to see him do what he loves to do every single day. The ballpark began to feel like more of a home than my apartment did, and it was in a good way. It was a totally different lifestyle than I was used to and I loved every bit of it, for the most part.
When I say, for the most part, I say it to be transparent. As some of you may know, when you travel with your guy there are still some times where you can’t travel with them. I would stay behind for a few road trips that were too far to drive or when we couldn’t afford the hotel stay since he has to pay for our room if I go but if I don’t go he is able to room with another guy for free on the road. So, those trips I would stay back for became REALLY lonely for me. Like really lonely. I wrote a post about how my first few weeks went and it was one of the most challenging times for me being a part of this baseball life. I wasn’t quite ready to be independent enough to roam the streets of a new town with confidence. My anxiety was the worst it had ever been. I was away from everyone in a town I wasn’t too familiar with. It was hard to adjust to (I never adjusted to that honestly.) but it was worth being with him 3/4 of the month most months. We do what we can for our guys to support them and to be able to enjoy this ride with them.
Luckily, I met some of the greatest people this season. Some of the girls I met became my bffs. There was one host family that I became particularly close with. They ended up being my family for the summer and made me feel right at home with their true southern hospitality. I don’t know what I would’ve done without the friends I made and the families I met. That is another reason I’m thankful I traveled this year since usually I didn’t get the opportunity to make good friends or become acquainted with people well enough in the two weekends I would go see Justin before I traveled with him. I’m so lucky that baseball allowed me to cross paths with some genuine people who are so sweet. But that is just another perk of the baseball life that weighs out the not so great parts we come across.
Overall, we were both so happy with the decision we made for me to travel. It was the absolute best thing for us. I’ve never been as close to my husband as I am now. I was able to be there to comfort him on his bad days and to celebrate with him on his good days. We learned so much more about each other since we had more time together than just the usual 6 months the off season allows. We didn’t have as many distractions like we normally do when we’re home. We didn’t have to worry about other people since we were away from everyone. It was a great thing for our marriage and I’m so glad we made the decision together to do so. This has definitely been one of my favorite summers, ever.
So, cheers to my first entire season traveling in the books! And cheers to the seasons to come!