when you think S.W.A.T. think Collin Farrell. That's really what it's like, guys. Not really.
One of the great things about the department that HF works for, is that he gets a lot of training opportunities. For the past few months he has been able to train with the SWAT team. In January, he will tryout for the team. Today was "family day" and the families were invited to BBQ and enjoy demonstrations put on by the team. HF didn't participate of course, but was invited to come and bring me and the kids "so that your wife will know what it will be like for you." This was an impressive group of guys.
Of course, I was mostly thrilled to be in the presence of so many other police wives and girlfriends. I don't mix and mingle with police wives from the department or in general so I was excited to meet some. Having police husbands may be the only thing we have in common, but really that's all it takes sometimes. Common ground is already covered, so what else is there to do than just talk. I love it. Oh, and there's definitely some drama happening with some of the police wives (lets out a long whistle). I can see where they get inspiration for crazy police wives like Tammy in Southland. Do you think I could ever be the subject or the cause of some pw drama? Hmm?
Also, upon arriving, I was surprised to notice that one of my childhood friends from home that I've known since I was four, but haven't seen in 10 years, was on the team. How random is that? We end up in the same city and state far away from our little town in California. He's a firefighter/paramedic and is one of the medics on the team. How wonderful to catch up with him and know that I'll have the chance to see more of him and his family in the future.
Anyway, they did demos (i.e. blowing things up) and they had a little station for the little kids to shoot airsoft guns. And they somehow cooked up some of the best burgers I've ever tasted! I had to leave early with the kids because of a babysitting situation (we left Beau at home) and the kids cried the whole way home because they didn't want to leave. Sadly they had to miss out.
The whole way home I just felt so happy. I contemplated how this feels like where I'm supposed to be exactly right now in my life. No matter the difficulties and trials that come with this chosen lifestyle, I feel up for it. I can do the work and I whole-heartedly support my husband and his goals. Who would think one could feel so much happiness at a pending SWAT team barbeque?