Some of you may know that Husband is a police officer. He works hard. He upholds his oath. He’s a good cop. He truly serves and protects.

His job is hard. It’s harder than so many other jobs because he puts his life on the line every single time he goes to work. He wears a bulletproof vest because there is always the possibility he will be shot. There is always the possibility he will not come home. How many of you go to work with the little thought in the back of your head that you might not come home? There’s not a day goes by that I walk into my school thinking I’m not coming home at the end of the day. I imagine it’s the same for most jobs.

Now, this isn’t going to be a ‘woe is Husband’ post because he chose his profession, and he loves it. This probably also will not be a popular post because I have some strong opinions, and I’m sick of everyone else being allowed to share/post their thoughts, but the police families having to remain silent. Continue reading “Police Wife Life” →