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Letters to
The Editor
By Our Readers and John
White
Dear Editor,
Having a trucker for a husband is sometimes wonderful, but
lonely. I have learned it is not just being left with the kids, or
the kids missing Dad, or him listening to the engine song. I have
come to realize that we must all work together to make this
family/marriage work. Just as he checks the truck before leaving so
too, we must check our life together as a family. As he pulls the
hood to begin his journey and checks for any problems that may
arise we must check our feelings and emotions. His journey is on
the highway, mine is here at the home front.
When he returns he will tell of his journey, all the old friends
he met; and the new ones; and all the places he has been and I in
return will tell him of the first step, first word, or just about
the bills we must pay. While he is on his journey I must keep him
involved in the homework, dog walking, excitement, tears and fears
of our family and I must do this by phone. I realize that in some
ways I have the better part of this journey as I get to see the
children everyday. I will be the one they come to for support when
thunder crashes or a knee gets scraped. I will see the first step,
hear the first word and in some way must communicate this to him as
he must communicate his triumphs, fear and love to us.
I realize that I don’t want to be one of the wives who blame
everything on their husbands; I don’t want to lose faith in our
marriage, in our family or in our responsibly to each other. It is
my responsibly to keep the communication flowing from the home
front to the highway.
My husband is a professional who works seven days a week so that
others may enjoy the lifestyles that they have become accustomed
to. He must pass inspections, fill out logbooks and dodge drivers
who may not be as aware of their surroundings as they should be. He
must keep dispatchers, receivers, the government’s officials and
the general public happy with his work and at time he must also be
a part of our growing family. He delivers the milk, the steel, the
wood, and everything else that is a part of our lifestyles and
because of the visibility of his rig he must do this in a manner
that reflects well on him and on every other driver.
I am proud to be the wife of a trucker and I will do all that is
within my power to keep our children and myself part of his
life.
Wendy Sue Macha
Editor’s note: It’s a balancing act Wendy, that’s for sure
but luckily for your family, you seem to have a handle on it.
Trucking is a tough life both for the driver and his family and it
takes a lot of work and understanding on each side to keep it all
together.
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