Proud Mama!

This weekend I had the privilege to do something that most coach’s wives don’t get to do. I got to take one of my coach’s players to college and move him into his dorm. It was a proud moment on so many levels it’s hard to describe it all but I’ll try.

If you’ve read my blog before, you know that the Lord provided my coach and me children in the non-traditional format. He gave us football players.  They weave in and out of lives through their high school years and many have remained a part of our lives long after they graduate. With having football players as my children I never dreamed that I’d actually get to go shopping to outfit a dorm room or that I’d actually get to experience move in day, but this year I got to do both. 

A mom of one of our players gave me and my coach the special opportunity to take her son shopping for everything he needed to set up his dorm room.  Through the help of friends and family we gathered gift cards and cash and headed off for what I thought was a full day of shopping.  Turns out that with boys, college shopping goes at a much faster pace.  We had everything on our list in less than two hours.  I’ve known girls that spend that amount of time just picking out their bed linens. With our boy, I’d say pick a bedspread and he’s say “that one works” and he’d put it in the cart.  About halfway through the shopping list I had my coach and Troy both laughing at me. I was practically hyperventilating that things weren’t matching. They kept trying to explain to me that boys don’t care. I kept trying to explain to them that they were never going to make Better Homes and Dorms.  Again, they didn’t seem to care. I did, but I was out voted.  Two weeks after shopping I’m still fixated on the fact that the towels don’t match anything else that was chosen and my coach keeps telling me to “Let it go.” 

Yesterday Troy, his mom and a friend loaded up their car and another couple and I loaded up their car and we headed to college.  Again I was blessed that his mom graciously gave me the opportunity to be a part of this journey.  When we arrived we were met in the lobby by the coaching staff. I was able to meet the coach who explained to me that he was by “no means bragging, but he discovered Troy and had the honor of awarding him a scholarship.”  I laughed and told him “I’m not bragging but that Troy played for my coach.”  The coach went on to tell me that he thought we had a great football program at our school and he was excited to have players from our school come play for him.  That was a proud moment for me that others see the impact my coach is making and that they recognize what a great program we have.  I was one proud wife and one proud mama all at the same time.

I never thought I’d get to move “one of my children” into his dorm so this was exciting for me.  I laughed that it took five adults to move one student into his dorm. We went at it like a precision team and in no time he was completely moved in and even had pictures hung on the walls.  The towels that don’t match anything were even hung up and Troy was still laughing at me about them.   A special moment for me was when Troy pulled out our Christmas card from this year and started to put it on his bulletin board.  My heart was overjoyed that he had chosen to bring that with him.  It was even more special when I pulled out a framed copy of that photo for him and he hugged me and immediately set it by his bedside.  Then his sweet mom took the Christmas card home to put up back at their home.

Just as we finished moving him in, we looked out the window and there was a spectacular rainbow in view.  I knew it was God’s way of saying to me that He had kept his promise to me. He had given me the desires of my heart like it says in Psalm 37:4 “Take delight in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart.” I delight in Him and he gave me children.  I delight in Him and He provided me the opportunity to move my boy to college.  

As we said our goodbye we hugged and each whispered “I love you” to each other.  I held it together and didn’t cry but I can assure you there are tears running down my face as I’m writing this. I love to see how the Lord continually works in my life and provides me with those unspoken desires of my heart. 

I am truly blessed to be the wife of a coach!

Cheering you on!
Laurel