Being married to a Journeyman Lineman certainly has its perks, as well as its challenges. However, my first love is the man. Regardless of what occupation he holds or what his daily duties consist of, my heart belongs to Britt.
Am I glad he is a Lineman? Shoot, yes! He has made me one proud wife, and I love his brave servant’s heart. He’s crazy, loving, daring, but gentle. Just what I needed.
I can also say that I love our life. I love living on the road. God knew what He was doing when he drug me into this escapade (another story for another time). It seems I was born to be a live-at-home traveler! Our home, a 2003 fifth wheel camper, goes with us wherever we go.
The Line Life is a unique one and certainly not for everyone, but this is OUR life. We love making it work. The journey looks different for us than for most people, but the basics of creating a home remain the same.
The most important thing is our love for each other. Everything else is secondary. Because we love each other, we make it work. We find joy in the little things and don’t look down on sacrifice. This is the fiber to the pages of our story, over-laced with the lessons learned along the way. Filed under this section, each post tells part of our story.
Read on for a glimpse into the Line Life through my lens, the lens of a Line Wife.
Journeyman's Wife 