Monday, July 17, 2017
This is a text between HF and I last night. He was a couple of hours late from his shift and I asked, "where are you?" to check up on him. When I got his response, I looked at our recent conversation and saw so much more in between the lines.
First, he didn't take any food with him to work and was hungry. Sometimes when he forgets, we might meet him somewhere to eat, or drop off dinner. Sometimes he hits a drive thru. Next, it is pretty typical of my guy to give me some kind of a compliment that knocks me off of my feet. He had only mentioned similar sentiments before leaving for work earlier that day as well. I would say that is a great way to part! Last, the "I can't go to sleep until I know where you are" text. If he hadn't answered I probably wouldn't be too worried. I am a seasoned police wife after all, you know... His response was that he had a DV. For those not in the know, that stands for domestic violence. I don't know any details other than that, but there you have a glimpse into one of the many things an officer deals with on any given day. I am sad for the people involved in the DV. People are hurting and doing the hurting. I am sure HF acted professionally and compassionately dealing with the situation. I am glad my man is home safe.
I have to admit sometimes that I look through our past texts when I am missing him. Sometimes the thought crosses my mind that if something were to happen, I have these conversations via text that sum up our love and care for each other that I would cherish always.
Now if only I could just go to bed at a reasonable hour and not mimic his shift waiting for him to get home...
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image found here. Such a cute police themed room for a child.
Monday, July 10, 2017
Yes, my first post in over a year is about donuts. I just thought it was important to note that on July 14, Krispy Kreme is selling a dozen donuts for only $0.80 cents! And it is any variety. So I know where we're going on Friday. Here is a link to the yahoo article that caught my eye. Mark Your Calendar!
I don't know if anyone still reads this, but what a couple of years we have had. We bought our first house. It is NOT in the same city HF works in, which is where we were living previously. To be honest, it is awesome not living in the same city anymore. Or the ghetto. Or in a townhouse without a yard.
We are on summer break, but all our kids are in school full time. Our 14 year old, Daisy, is starting high school next month. What?! Beau is 11 and going into 6th, and Luke actually skipped a grade last year and is going into 4th grade. He is 8. He was just born when I started this ole blog. So our family is growing up, we've been through a lot the last couple of years, but we are good. We are solid. We thought our family would even expand some more, but I had surgery for an ectopic pregnancy. and that ship has seemed to sail. I started working full time, because, hello, police family, and we have settled into a sort of happy routine.
HF has finished his first stint in investigations, and has recently been rotated back into patrol. This is normal for his agency. Detectives isn't a rank or permanent assignment. So we went from enjoying essentially a 9-5 schedule, with holidays and weekends off. <insert maniacal laughter> As you know, that was not the case!!! And now he is doing swings. Whatever.
So the main reason for all the radio silence? Mostly, I've been really focused on my family as it should be, but seriously? All of the CRAP the last couple of years with police has been frustrating. When I started this blog, there wasn't a lot of police stuff out there for me to read, or to go to for support, etc. Now? There is a TON. Not only have so many started blogging, there are facebook groups for police wives, cop youtubers, facebook pages, authors, and more! I turned to my state's police wife group and got involved with them and the happenings within our own state and helping to support the events and needs of the police families more locally. It has been greatly rewarding to have that resource. However, my need to journal my own feelings and experiences is coming back to me.
So if you're still out there...Hi.