My life as a Truck drivers wife? I read an article somewhere last week that has kind of been weighing on my mind. If you don’t know me, you probably don’t realize that I’m a trucker’s wife, daughter, grand-daughter, niece, etc… I grew up in a family of many truck drivers. Heck, my ex-husband was a truck driver for a while too. In the article it discussed how a city/town wanted to build a truck stop for truck drivers, but the people of the city/town are fighting it because it will bring in “crime”. I don’t know about you, but my family members are NOT criminals. They are those that are hauling the very food you eat daily, the toilet paper, the paper towels, the beverages you drink, etc. Those same truckers you speak of are those that are sacrificing their time with family, and their family is sacrificing time with them all so that they can work extremely hard to provide the products we use daily across the country. Those truckers are missing out on family holiday’s (Easter, Thanksgiving, Christmas, their kids birthday’s, etc.). They are sitting at docks for hours here and there waiting for their trailers to be loaded, or unloaded. Their family is sitting at home praying that they make it to their destinations safely each and every day that they spend on those sometimes crazy roads. They are driving around looking for a place to park their semi’s each night because they have run out of drive time, and if you have ever noticed, those spaces tend to be limited. Maybe these are some things that should be thought of before deciding that truck driver’s are criminals, or going to bring crime.