Tonight my Beloved is really on my mind. I just don't enjoy roll out day at all. Ok, truth is I hate roll out day. Beloved always rolls in sometime Friday, usually late and is home until Sunday morning. Friday is always wonderful because we know we will have him all day Saturday. But Saturday always goes just to fast. Then comes Sunday morning and he is off again. I have noticed this is for many truck drivers. There are a few that live near us that work for other companies than my Beloved. I was driving to town this afternoon to pick up something for Erica's school project and noticed that rigs that were parked safely in their driveways yesterday were gone today. It is hard not to notice, they stand so proud and ready roll. When Beloved makes it home during the week, it is late and he eats, goes to bed, gets up in the morning and showers and woosh off he goes. Sometimes it seems on those short nights we hardly get to even really talk. Often on those short nights, Erica is in bed bed before Beloved gets home, then she is off to school in the morning and she never gets to see him. So for Erica, Saturday is her only real day to see him each week.
Many people don't really understand truck drivers. Many people think they are nasty, rude, angry men. I can tell you from being around them at truck stops and such that nothing is farther from the truth. Never have I seen men rush to open a door for a woman the way they do at a truck stop. When a truck driver at a truck stop is having trouble, there is always help from another driver, almost always without being asked. Many times Beloved is having issue getting his tandems to move to get his weight evened out, seems every time he tells me another driver shows up to help him. The other day he had a headlight out. Not only did another driver holler at him on the CB to tell him, but when he got to the truck stop to fix it, another driver saw his hood open and came over to see if he needed help. I can tell you that drivers don't do this for each other because they have time on their hands, nothing is farther from the truth. They do it because they are polite and caring people who know the power of teamwork. Can you easily anger a truck driver? Sure! Change lanes to closely in front of him. Change lanes in front of him and slam on your brakes. Do any other number of things to endanger YOUR life, his life and the life of others on the road. Truck drivers are big on safety!
So tonight I found a couple of poems that really fit how I am feeling tonight. I would like to share them with you!