This cake is crazy! HF's graduation cake. You can walk down memory lane with me here.
I have neglected my blogging duties for quite some time now haven't I. There have been a couple of milestones. HF had his 2 year anniversary of becoming a police officer. Can you believe it's been 2 years?! We also celebrated our 9 year anniversary on May 4th.
Here is some of what HF has accomplished in two years:
- He's a R.A.D. basic instructor.
- He completed our state's Peace Officers Standards and Training Instructor Program, which enables him to become a POST certified instructor for our state.
- He became First responder, First aid, Adult-child-infant CPR certified through both the American Heart Association and the Red Cross, and went through an EMT basic program.
- He successfully completed the Department of Homeland Security's online NIMS and ICS program.
- He graduated from the Center for Domestic Preparedness' COBRA program.
- He became a member of the SWAT Team.
- He completed a Multijursidictional Counterdrug Task Force Training on Inverviews and Body Language Techniques
- He completed the Verbal Judo course
- I must also add that he is now a biker! HF recently bought a motorcycle (a Suzuki Intruder 800) and has been gallivanting across the land. I've always loved a guy on a bike. Especially one with just a t-shirt and no protection and some cool shades, but remember HF is the safety first and rule keeper guy so he is leathered up and helmeted, and as you might guess I am not allowed to ride behind him (there's even a little seat for moi!) for 6 months or until he's comfortable! I guess I should appreciate his level headedness and all, but I've got my fantasies.
- Oh, and also he's less jumpy and hyper and I guess obvious is the word I'm looking for. He is much more relaxed and confident and calm. Read: No more personal bodyguard standing with his back to me as I get in the car, eyes darting in all directions. I mean, he's always been protective, but now he is much less intense about it all.
- I don't even flinch when I drive past or am parked next to a police car.
- I'm not shocked by anything
- I don't notice every little thing that HF is doing that is new to me or unusual. If I do notice it, I don't care.
- I still consider myself a rookie police wife because there is much to be seen or learned or dealt with.
- I can now roll with the punches. I still hate graves, but I can adjust to any schedule that HF finds himself on with finesse. I like that word finesse.
- I can sing Destiny Chid's Independent Woman and mean it (except he is my sugar daddy). I really have become an independent woman. I still need him and want him though. And I still need him to rescue me from our children on ocassion. . .
- I know which seat HF is going to choose to sit at when we go out, or which side to be on when we are walking so he can access his gun if needs be. This is done without much thought!
- I have learned to question later. If at all.
- I realize that even though the newness of LEO life that I blogged about so much in the beginning has worn off, it was an important process for me to go through as I learned to make sense of everything and transition into what would become our "new normal". I smile as I reflect on the early days and my inexperience and lack of full comprehension. But that beginning is so exciting and bizarre and mind opening and more, that blogging the journey helped me process that mixture of emotions (fear, excitement, pride, worry, etc.) and loneliness. I needed to know that others could relate and also tell me that it was normal (or not normal) and what to expect in 5, 10, 20, or 30 years ahead.
- I also know that we won't ever have a steady pattern for the rest of his career even though in a way, it is a steady pattern or rhythm in way. Does this make sense?
- The importance of Dave Ramsey or other budget/debt elimination coaching
- Technology. I still have a bad habit of not keeping my cell phone on or near me. This is a bad one!
- I still say things ocassionally like, "It's not a big deal!" or "Does that really matter though?" to his reasons for doing things (usually safety related).
- I need to stop reading the news! Especially the comment section where people who don't have any idea say all kinds of crazy stuff about cops.
- I need to not care or take so personally what friends/family say about cops in general.
- I still haven't taken care of that expired license thing...