To Love a Pilot You Must Learn to F.L.Y.

Angelia (TPWL Author)/ 32 comments

It was one of those divine moments of shining clarity. For some people they come like the morning sun rising over the horizon and bathing the world in glorious revelation.

However, in my stubbornness they usually come more in the form of a good, solid kick in the teeth that finally knocks some sense into me.


My pilot was on the umpteeth day of a really long trip. Now that I think on it, it sometimes seems like he’s always on the umpteenth day of a really long trip. Welcome to the pilot wife life.

So on this particular umpteenth day I decided for no apparent reason to make myself something besides the normal fare of leftover day-old mac and cheese and half of a chicken nugget my kid didn’t finish. Usually, it’s followed by an oreo chaser after they go to bed. You know, the whole frigging bag. Hey, don’t judge!

You know what I’m talking about.

I whipped myself up a perfectly marinated ribeye steak with a side of parmesan crusted squash and a glass of red wine. A meal fit for a… Well, a queen.

I shoved a week’s worth of mail, two lightsabers, several books, and a…what is that thing, anyway?…off the table so I could have a clear spot to eat, plopped my tush (still covered in last night’s pajamas at 6 pm) into my cheeto-encrusted ‘throne,’ and prepared to dine in style.

And that’s when a little [uninvited] voice of reason broke through my royal reverie. “Mommy? Why are you eating that? Shouldn’t you save the good food for when daddy is home?”

Boom. Like I said, a nice, solid kick in the teeth. Thanks kid.

The ‘good’ food. In that painful moment I realized that I had been living my life not as a queen, but as a second rate citizen. And it was affecting my marriage and my children in a big way.

I had been blaming him for my unhappiness, but in reality the responsible party was staring back at me in the shiny surface of my steak knife.

I resented my husband for ‘always eating out’ and ‘having all the fun’ out there on the road while I was stuck at home groveling in monotonous mac-and-cheese misery. But the truth was that I was making the choice to eat cold, half-gnawed chicken nuggets.

Not him. Not my pilot. Not my husband. Me, myself, and I. 

Yet I was more than happy to project the blame on him. Why? Because frankly it’s always easier to divy out responsibility for my shortcomings on anyone and everyone but sweet, perfect, awesome me!

It’s not that we like being unhappy, but we like being unhappy! It’s more comfortable to coast through our current stratosphere of sadness than to take the plane by the yoke and seek out bluer skies.

But here’s the problem. We are inadvertently cruising with our noses pointed at the ground and if we don’t pull up soon we are going to make untimely and likely fatal contact with the hard earth below.

Our marriages will explode without survivors.

We need to embrace the hard truth. We must take responsibility for our own joy. This is true in any marriage, but especially for marriages with a traveling spouse where we will spend an unfathomable amount of time alone.

You see, in order to love a pilot you must learn to F.L.Y.–

First Love Yourself!

Blame leads to resentment, resentment leads to anger, and anger leads to broken homes. However when we F.L.Y.–when we own our happiness and we first love ourselves well–we replace blame with choice, we trade resentment for joy, and we swap broken aviation homes for beautiful, strong aviation marriages.

Though I cannot choose all of my circumstances, I can choose how I react to them. I was choosing comfortable misery, but I didn’t even realize it until my child spoke those words.

My pilot wasn’t forcing me to eat what I was eating! He wasn’t forcing me to lock myself in the house like a miserly hermit. But for some reason I blamed him.

Not only was it affecting my marriage, not only was I acting like a wretched old grump, but I was devalueing myself in the eyes of my children! I had inadvertently taught them by my actions that I was not as worthy as their father.

That was on me. Like I said, a good solid kick in the face.

That’s the exact moment when I decided to learn to F.L.Y. because I am worth it! And so are you. 

From that moment on I made a pact to love myself well. I can’t always make a gourmet meal, but at least several times a month during his trips I broil myself a nice juicy steak. Because I’m worth it!

When I want to eat out, I eat out. I take my kids to the movies and have ice cream dates with my girlfriends. I take a shower, spray on some perfume, fix my hair, and put on makeup. Not because he’s home, but because I’m worth it!

When I started loving me well, something quite extraordinary happened–I started loving him well by default. I still missed him, but I no longer resented him. Once I understood that joy was mine to shun or choose I pursued it with unbridled passion.

Then the joy that filled my heart overflowed into our marriage, my children, my relationships, and now into you. The ripple effect has been quite simply breathtaking.

I am still a pilot wife. I still spend an unfathomable amount of time alone. I still miss him like crazy. But I am cruising at a new altitude of my appointing and have never felt so content, so full of joy, so alive!

I want that for you! So ladies, I am absolutely challenging you.

Love yourselves well. Pursue your passions, treat yourself to your favorite foods, go to the movies, put on something other than your flannel PJs, have lunch with girlfriends, and laugh out loud!

You. Are. Worth. It.

And when you finally learn to F.L.Y., your marriage will soar to new breathtaking altitudes!

I love you, aviation sisters. Now give yourselves permission to F.L.Y!

~Angelia (a fellow Pilot Wife)

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About Angelia (TPWL Author)

Author. Pilot Wife. Mom. Farmer. Not necessarily in that order. Living what I love, loving what I live, and teaching the world to F.L.Y. one beautiful woman at a time!


  1. I needed this article especially on Good Friday when my husbands away in Champagne, France. He’ll be flying the 747 to somewhere else tomorrow. He won’t be back until after Easter.

    1. I’m so glad you found me here. We all understand exactly what it is like to spend the holidays alone. But you have an aviation family, and we’ve got your back.

  2. Boy howdy was that an eye opener! I thought I had learned to fly when I got my private pilots license! My pilot goes out to play golf and I am miserable because he has all the fun while I stay home and take care of my Mother who is in Hospice care. Well, I’m going to F.L.Y. Even if it’s only putting on clothes instead of being in my pj’s and taking a different attitude toward myself. Thanks for sharing.

    1. Wow, Teresa! Thanks for sharing this. Take care of yourself beautiful lady. You are worth it.

  3. Thank you, I needed that too!
    I’m alone with my two beautiful children for the long weekend and ”base” away from my family …
    I will open and enjoy a glass of a Barolo 2002 tonight! Cheers to you all! and YES we are worth it

    Happy Easter

  4. This is a really important lesson to learn! And some days it’s really hard to remember. We all have our days of wallowing, but that doesn’t mean you can’t eat steak – or feed it to your kids, either. Not that we don’t have mac-n-cheese & fish stick nights (tonight, for example) but we also do have the ribs, lemon garlic squid and spaghetti, and even Dad’s favorite meatloaf when he’s gone. Of course, sometimes the kitchen doesn’t get cleaned up for days but when we’re busy running around, reading books or taking the dog for walks, who cares? Thanks for this tonight – now I may just have the motivation to get the kitchen cleaned in preparation for a good dinner tomorrow night (sans pilot still!).

    1. Everything you said!! And dishes are always second to living!! Dishes will always be there. Kids grow up and leave. Good luck on the kitchen tonight. If you are extra motivated, I saved mine for you too!

  5. Thank you for this. I am a truckers wife. We lead similar lives. It’s so important that we feel good about ourselves. We are amazing strong women. It’s not an easy life but it’s worth it to be married to the man I love.

    1. Exactly so! I have lots of traveling spouses on here who aren’t aviation, and I love that my experiences can encourage you all too. So beautiful. We ARE amazing strong women. Does let anyone tell you different. ❤️

  6. I just want you to know that not everyone was outraged by the incident on the United flight. While unfortunate, we stand behind and support the actions that were taken, standing in full agreement with you.

  7. I’m also a wife of a husband that works away so much and your article hit home to me. I need to take heed and start loving me more thanks so much great read

    1. We have families here with a diverse array of traveling spouses! I’m thrilled to have you. Live yourself, sweet lady. Live yourself well!

  8. What a great post and so 100% on point. It is hard to fly…I myself am slowly getting there and saying it is okay to enjoy things when my pilot is away!

    1. Keep working toward it! Sone days we all do better than others, but keep the end goal in sight even on the hard ones.

  9. This is lovely even for the non pilot wives! We’re both aviation people but I am no longer a flight attendant and stay home with the kids, and he’s teaching in aviation at the college level although he used to fly in the airlines. Still away on business trips and the like, at times, but doesn’t matter, this post still pertains to me, too.


    1. Definitely!! I write specifically to ‘pilot wives’ because that allows me to write from a personal experience perspective, but I know that the subject matter can and does pertain to folks of all different types of traveling professions and just marriages in general. I love that we have a diverse gathering and learn together, from aviation to oil field to bankers! When I say I love you aviation family, I mean all of my beautiful followers and their unique perspectives. ❤️ Glad you are here.

  10. So happy to have found this and your site! Loved the resource list here too as I found the FB group for pilot wives in Canada. My hubby is a late starter… at 30 he is starting his first pilot job as an instructor at the college he did all his training at. I have been with him every step of the way, but I kind of feel like I’m losing sight of who I am as a result… definitely need to learn how to F.L.Y. so I can make it through his career with him!

    1. We started our journey at 25, so I understand. I’m glad you found a group. This article contains some of the best advice I can give to you. If you let the career consume you, eventually resentment will follow. I’ve had too many tears soaked up on my shoulders already by those who know this to be true. Love yourself well. It’s very important.

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  13. This is my first time ever looking for information on being a pilot’s wife. My husband flying has always been a source of contention between us. I have told him many times that I didn’t get married to be alone. He Is about to retire from the military and is almost ready to obtain his commercial rating. I dread what is to come but flying is detrimental to his happiness. So, as i sit here with tears running down my face, the only way I see it is to have faith and learn to FLY. Thank you for sharing your insight with us newbies or not yet theres.

    1. Hello, Mindy. Thank you for taking time to share this beautiful comment with me. I completely understand the fence upon which you stand. It is so difficult being alone so much. None of us signed up for that portion. The problem is, we do love the man we married and signed up to do life with him…and this is the life! So here is my encouragement for you today. Know that you CAN do this. We just have to work on perspective and a shift in where you seek your joy! I actually believe that the airlines will be less difficult for you than military, so there is hope in that. Most of my ladies who have gone the same route say it is so. He is gone only for a couple days at a time with long blocks of uninterrupted time together (once training is complete of course). Make the most of those times together. Love each other fiercely. Make each other your main priority. When he is not home, you indeed are going to have to F.L.Y. You deserve to be filled with joy! Do things you love. Find a community that you enjoy being around and do it. You cannot sit at home wasting away because of the career. You also have to let him F.L.Y. knowing that a man who has taken care of himself on the road will be a better husband when he comes home to you! I don’t know if you have seen my new books that released this week for aviation spouses, but I highly recommend them. You can check them out under the TPWL shop at the top of this website. No pressure, but they would be a great resource. I also have a FB page where I post daily encouragement, funny memes, and love for my aviation families. I hope you will join me there and participate as well. You are loved, sister. You’ve got this. F.L.Y.


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  17. Thank you so much for this words! I always knew that to be happy first I had to know how to love myself. But sometimes it’s so hard! I practically sabotages me daily. I always think that the time has come to make me happy but always some insecurity of mine pulls me down. I will have to read this article every day and remember that the first person that matters here is Me! and then my pilot!
    Thank you so much and loving this blog!!!

    1. It is hard, and you are not the only one that tries to sabotage your own happiness…we all do! It is a daily fight to remind ourselves that we actually DO have a choice. I’m so glad you enjoy my writing. Thanks for reading.

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  19. Hi Angela, this really gave me some encouragement as this is the first time in my husband’s whole airline career that we have been apart for eight days. We have one son and a German Shepherd.

    1. That’s a long time, but I know you can do this. Take one day at a time, do things you enjoy, and remember that missing him is your heart’s way of reminding you how special he is. Love you, sister.

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