I LOVE A POLICE OFFICER

Ok, I know I have been inactive for a while, and my plan was to come back next week with a bunch of fun things, but after the week I have had I really need to address something, and I think I will do it here. First, let me say if you're a grammar freak or... whatever, get over it. This is my blog of my random thoughts - not a college essay. Anyway, This week I have not been able to look farther than my own nose without seeing a police bashing article, news clip, video, fb post, IG photo, etc bashing police. Being that I am an LEO wife it does get to me, but normally I am able to pass it by and ignore. But this week has been different. This week has been TOO MUCH. My own news feed has been filled with this stuff. That means its MY people are sharing it. My friends.... or..... fb acquaintances. And its been too much. And now I want to say something. So here it is.

 First off, I have no idea what happened this week with that shooting. Sort of like how you dont know what happened either (bc you werent there - and if you were there... please forgive me... or not) only I am willing to admit it and NOT willing to speculate. But I have read all these posts and threats and hateful comments and bashing marathons and all these horrible things about police officers.. and I simply cant hold my tongue anymore. I WILL NOT let you group my husband into a place where he DOES NOT FIT. Not all police are the same. Just like not all people or dogs or trees or doctors or teachers or children or friends or foods or snowflakes..... are the same, but somehow thats easier to understand. Or so it seems. I can not take anymore HATRED spewed at my husband for what he IS NOT. And since he is not one to brag, and never has been.... I am going to take this time to tell you what he IS.

 My husband IS the policeman who gave an elderly man in town his personal number so he didnt have to keep calling the police every day bc he "heard people under his mobile home" so they would come check it out and he would have someone to talk to bc he had no family and was lonely. Now he always has someone to listen.

 My husband IS the policeman who goes to my sons school in uniform every day that he has down time to bring a sense of security to the school, and to get children more comfortable with officers in uniform and asking them for help.

 My husband IS the policeman who took it upon himself to become a consistent presence in the life of a 13 year troubled boy who was struggling with drug use whose parents were having a hard time dealing with him.

 My husband IS the policeman who stayed out way after his shift ended to help locate this boy when he ran away despite the fact that he hadnt slept in days.

 My husband IS the policeman who people in the neighborhood look for and knock on our door when any issue arises. He goes, and helps... EVERY TIME. Despite it being his ONLY off time. Bc like most police officers, the only difference to him from when he IS in uniform and when he isint... is that hes getting paid to help you (and not much mind you). Bc hes going to help you weither hes on shift or not.

 My husband IS the police officer who ripped off a car door, broke car seats, and pulled a man from a submerged car, and out of the water, and preformed cpr, while bleeding, in attempt to save the man.

Honestly, I could on like this all day. But I wont. Just please consider the fact that not all police are the same. Dont make me feel like I give my husband to you every day for nothing. Dont make me feel like I sleep alone, do homework alone, bathe kids alone, clean house alone, go grocery shopping alone, watch movies alone, and send my husband out to help and protect people who cant even appreciate it..... for NOTHING. PLEASE for the love of god tell me you see them...... tell me you can see... THE GOOD ONES.