For those of you who have been following me on my Facebook page, you have probably realized that last week I was away from the family. I was traveling on business. In fact, it was to the Phoenix area. A place that I was not jealous to go to during the dead of winter in Kansas City. Except when I was waiting on the bus to take me back to parking when I realized that I left a coat at home. But who needs a coat going to Arizona?
This was a trip that I was looking forward though. Even though I would be spending an entire week away from the family. I was looking forward to connecting with people in the same industry. I was ready to get a full night sleep without getting kicked in the groin and having more than 3 inches to sleep on the bed.
Did I mention that I was ready to get a full night of sleep?
After the first night away though, something strange happened. It woke up to the alarm. I nearly forgot how wretched the sound of it was. That constant high-pitched beeping.
Where was the groin kick?
I woke up tired, very tired. I had gotten a full 8 hours of sleep but it felt like I had only had 2. What is it about getting a full night sleep that makes you more tired than when you only get a few hours of sleep?
Not only was I tired, but I was lonely. I wasn’t sure what how to get ready in the morning without having to wrestle a 4-year-old to get dressed and out the door. I woke up an hour before needing to leave. In the time that it took me to shower, shave, and get dressed I had 45 minutes to spare. Was I actually able to watch the morning SportsCenter?
This went on for the rest of the week and with each passing day, the loneliness set in deeper. Even SportsCenter couldn’t keep me company. There wasn’t a day that went by that I started to become thankful that traveling on business isn’t part of my job. Each hotel room keeping me from seeing my family.
The loneliness was SO bad that the last night I had a conversation with the Rookie, while I was eating room service, who wasn’t on the phone or in the room. I said, “Rookie, your mother and I are talking can you please wait?” Just so that dinner would feel a bit more like home.
The invention of technology (and spotty hotel Wi-Fi) has allowed me to still able to see the Rookie and Mrs. Rookie Dad. Each night being able to video chat with them eased the longing to be home. Even if was through the screen of a computer. It felt like I could reach out and touch them.
This only happens two times a year. Two times a year that I can count on a few nights sleep that are more restless than when the Rookie comes into our bed in the middle of the night. Two times a year that I can count on having conversations with the Rookie who isn’t even in the same room as me. And two times a year that I am thankful this only happens two times year.