Waiting for the Draft

Last night I couldn't sleep. Not a wink. I laid in bed for a few hours - body tired, mind worn out... but I could NOT sleep. It was like Christmas Eve... ya know that feeling? I was anxious. The draft starts today. And after Adam receiving phone call after phone call the last few weeks, it is hard not to think about. Who is going to call? When are they going to call? When is he going to get drafted? How much will they offer? Where is my life going to be moving? How many teams will try to get Adam before his name actually goes up on the screen? Are all the rumors we have heard true? How long do I have to wait? Where is Adam going for the summer? When will he leave for the summer? Once he gets drafted how long will we ride this out? How long will we be in minor ball? So many unanswered questions... and I'm not even the one getting drafted. I am just the wife!

I am so nervous and so excited for Adam. As my friend Cassidy said, "Aw, well, we're both totally stoked for you guys. Even to have an opportunity like that is incredible." And she is right. This is an incredible opportunity. One that Adam has worked for his WHOLE life. Before I was even in his life. His whole life. Little league. Summer ball. A growth spurt. Offers to play in college. Three years playing for BYU. And here we are. Waiting for a MLB team to call Adam so he can go play ball professionally. Something I never expected my husband to do - heck, before Adam, I didn't even know a thing about baseball - yet, here I am. A baseball wife. Potentially a pro baseball wife. And this anxiety is driving me nuts.

I sit in every meeting, meet with clients, talk to friends, and go through each day half distracted with what is going to happen. So many hypothetical situations... I don't know how Adam is keeping calm. But he is. And that impresses me even more than his baseball talent. I'm anxious.

Above all the anxiety. I hope Adam knows how proud of him I am. I am proud of the hard work he has put in. I am proud of how much he has improved from last year to this year. I am proud to be married to a man that is dedicated to his passion, strives for success, and never gives up - even when things aren't going his way. Even if this weekend doesn't turn out the way we planned, this has been one crazy ride and I am SO happy I got on it. Because now it isn't just Adam getting drafted. WE are getting drafted. And I look forward to more years supporting Adam in baseball. Supporting him on the road and in the home. And I cannot wait to see what the future has in store for us.

So good luck today, Adam. You've done all you can up to this point. You've put in all your effort. You've worked hard. You've done your part. You've given the teams all you have to offer, and you know that they appreciated the person you are. No regrets, no hesitations. Now all we can do is wait. Phone on. Volume up. And whatever is meant to be will be.

And today I am wide-eyed and bushy tailed as we hope for the phone to ring... to be continued.