I am a truck drivers wife. For 10 years, I have stayed at home and worked extremely hard on climbing the corporate ladder, while my husband drove all over the country delivering freight. One terrible day in July, I got fired! Years of working my tail off to provide some stability financially and POOF, all gone. We have been married over 11 years with 10 of those spent living separate lives. His was one of a gypsy, driving all night, eating on the run and never knowing where the next load may lead. Mine was one of 15 hour days spent training, trying to climb up the ladder as fast as I could so that he could finally come home. We have had our share of marital troubles that became compounded by the fact that both of our lives were leading us further away from each other. We survived a near divorce, lack of communication and years of growing older without each other. Trucking is hard on a marriage but so is being dedicated to your job more than your marriage. In the end, getting fired was a blessing. It was an opportunity for me to realize what is truly important in life. That is my marriage. Now, I have chosen to ride along with my husband. Hauling cattle from the farm to packers and from the field to the farm. I love the time lost that we are regaining. I love the fact that every argument we have had in the past was due to my lack of understanding of this trucker life. I realize now that all those years lost I felt like my husband was not the man I fell in love with, but I was the one that didn't see the man that he had become. I have a great respect for all of the truck drivers that give up being home so they can provide a home for their families. Sitting about 7 ft off of the pavement, I have found that I have alot to say about trucking from the perspective of a wife that almost lost everything important in her life. So, blog on drivers, more to come. BE SAFE!