So, when you overhear someone ask, “Who’s Aaron Rodgers’ wife?” you can smile and say, “The shocking answer is: nobody.” He’s the lone wolf of the NFL, the guy who goes on spiritual retreats and argues about vaccine science at press conferences. His romantic life is a choose-your-own-adventure book with a cover that says “To Be Continued.”
Perhaps that’s the most human part of it all. We all want love, but we can also get by on our own, building a life that we design. Aaron’s story—or lack of a wife—isn’t about being lonely. It’s about being comfortable with the unknown. Next time someone asks you a nosy question about your own relationship status, just channel your inner Rodgers. Shrug, smile, and say, “I’m working on it.” And that’s enough.
Will he ever get married? Who knows. Maybe next year there will be a wedding, and this article will be laughably outdated. But for now, Aaron Rodgers is a happily unwed superstar—and that’s a little surprising, a little funny, and completely fine. Pass the potato salad.
