Learning to Love in the Chaos
Being married to another teacher definitely has its perks—like being on the same schedule, sharing breaks, and having summers off together as a family. That kind of built-in time together is something I don’t take for granted. It’s rare and so special, especially in a season of life that’s otherwise full and fast-paced.
But let’s be real—it’s also busy.
He teaches high school. I teach elementary. That means we come home with very different kinds of tired. Add in that he’s also the head basketball coach, and our calendar fills up quickly. Practices, games, team dinners, road trips—it becomes a whole second job during basketball season. There are weeks we feel like passing ships, juggling kids, grading, and game nights.
Still, we’re learning how to grow through it. How to communicate better. How to support each other even when we’re both drained. It doesn’t always look like grand gestures—sometimes it’s him doing the dishes without me asking, just because he knows I’ve had a long day. It’s the little things like that that make me smile and take one more thing off my plate. That’s love in motion.
I genuinely love cheering him on. Coaching is his passion, and even with the long nights and busy stretches, I’m proud to support him as he follows his dream. I see how much it means to him—and I love that our kids get to see what commitment, teamwork, and showing up for your people really looks like.
We don’t always get it right. Sometimes we’re short with each other, sometimes we forget to connect. But we always come back to each other—and that matters.
Our kids may not understand our work schedules, the long game nights, or why we collapse on the couch after bedtime—but I hope they remember how we showed up for each other. I hope they see that love isn’t just something you say—it’s something you do, even when you’re tired.
And let’s be honest—between grading papers and coaching schedules, our version of a date night is collapsing on the couch with Netflix and hoping the kids stay asleep long enough to finish an episode.
This season is chaotic, but it’s also good. I’m thankful for the shared calendars, the teamwork, and the quiet love that holds us together when life gets loud.
Marriage in this season looks a lot like tag-teaming life—and I wouldn’t want to do it with anyone else.
We’re busy, yes—but we wouldn’t have it any other way.