ML:BW

The true meaning of class

This morning at work, my boss, Beth, walked around the office putting vases of daffodils on everyone’s desks. She and my other boss, Meg, had scheduled a special company lunch for today, which included a special surprise.

Nearly all 30 of us gathered around the conference room table, Panera sandwiches in front of us, as Meg and Beth told us how much they appreciate how hard we have all been working. They handed us each an envelope. Each one contained a token of their gratitude and a hand-written note explaining why they appreciate us.

I can’t even begin to tell you how touched I was.

A few months ago I had written a post with my thoughts on class — it isn’t about being physically beautiful or done up, but about being a good person and treating others with respect.

We have all been extra busy at work over the last few months. While that hard work has been incredibly rewarding, it has also been difficult. Meg and Beth consistently thank us for our hard work and let us know that they understand where we are.

Taking this extra step, to let us know, even if it had simply been flowers or a special lunch, was so incredibly classy.

I know that I gush about my job on this blog quite a bit, but working for these women inspires me so much each day. They are the living proof that women really can have it all — successful marriages, careers, and great relationships with their children.

I hope each of you has something that reminds you that the sky is the limit in your lives, as well.

What a wonderful week…

On Monday I was promoted at work. I was so honored and thrilled I nearly cried when Tina told me. The timing couldn’t have been better, because yesterday we got our loan.

Some time very very soon, Jay and I will sign papers and move into our first house. I couldn’t be more excited.

Not to mention I killed it with dinner tonight. Now I’m hanging out in the studio while Jay records Great Lakes. The dog is curled up beside me.

I am so grateful for everything.

What others think of you is none of your business

On Friday I read some really nasty comments about this blog and myself. It hit me at a personally vulnerable time and I had considered discontinuing My Life as a Band Wife.

When I started writing this and opening myself up, I knew I would get criticism for the fact that keeping this kind of blog makes it look like I want people to care about me because of who my husband is, or that I have no identity outside of my husband.

I sat for a couple of hours, really thinking it out, going through old posts and comments. Then, one of you, took the time to leave a message that really inspired me.

While you’re no longer a band girlfriend, you promised not to stop reading. Because this blog helped you out or cheered you up when times were tough.

It reminded me why I started this in the first place, when I needed it most.

This blog is meant to air a side of my life that is difficult as much as it is joyous. It’s meant to give other band significant others a platform to share their stories (and I wish more of you would) or find solace in the fact that they’re not alone.

If you’re interested in other aspects of who I am, please read my posts on Inklings, follow me on Twitter, or, though I rarely update it (and may more now) check out my other Tumblr account.

I realize there will still be people out there who will have other thoughts and opinions about why I do this — that’s fine. It’s really none of my business.