Living the Thin Blue Line

     I have seen the articles all over the media from both sides about the Thin Blue Line. Some depict law enforcement officers as racists, bigots, and haters who only believe in violence. Others tell stories of proud officers who lost their lives while taking care of the communities they have sworn to protect and serve.

     As the wife of an 18-year Phoenix PD Homicide Detective, here is what I know. My husband served his country proudly during his five years in the United States Marine Corps. He has left the comfort of his bed many nights to take care of someone else’s family at the worst moments in their lives. His shirt has been drenched in the tears of loved ones who have lost sons, daughters, parents, friends. He has seen the worst of humanity as he stood over the broken bodies of small children and babies ― lives stolen to early from senseless violence.    

My husband has shed tears over the horrors he has seen. He has woken up many times during the night in a cold sweat from the terrors he has witnessed. This man has buried his colleagues/friends who were killed in the line of duty. This is a man who has missed countless special family events and holidays because he was called out to the scene of another senseless death, but still he is always there for his family and friends to help them and take care of them. I have watched him come home after working a scene for more than 24-hours, collapse into a deep sleep only to be called back out to another scene three hours later.

     I have also watched him carry his sick daughter to bed, spend countless hours helping her with homework, and cheer her on in everything she has participated in. I’ve seen him so exhausted he can barely keep his eyes open, but he still finds the strength to listen and smile as his little girl rambles on about her day at school.

     My husband has been beaten and broken, both mentally and physically because he chose to be a police officer. He has been battered, bruised, verbally and physically assaulted, disrespected, and spit on. But he pushes forward day after day, year after year, because he believes in his service and that he can make a difference. I know he does. He has the greatest strength of character of any person I know, and I could not be prouder of him. I am honored to be his wife.

     Like every profession, there are the good ones and the bad ones. Unfortunately, the few bad ones get all the publicity and their behavior reflects on all the good ones. And they are the ones who pay the price. My husband works long hours and is on call every four days because the department is so short-staffed. He has not had a raise in the last 10 years and still, he and his fellow officers, they proudly serve their communities and keep us safe. The sacrifices they make deserve and demand respect. May God bless all our officers and bring them home safely to their families so that they may protect yours another day!

Teachers Comments

These are actual comments made on student’s report cards by teachers in the New York City school system. All teachers were reprimanded.

1. Since my last report, your child has reached rock bottom and has started to dig.
2. I would not allow this student to breed.
3. Your child has delusions of adequacy.
4. Your son is depriving a village somewhere of an idiot.
5. Your son sets low personal standards and then consistently fails to achieve them.

6. The student has a “full six pack” but lacks the plastic thing to hold it all together.
7. This child has been working with glue too much.
8. When your daughter’s IQ reaches 50, she should sell.
9. The gates are down, the lights are flashing, but the train isn’t coming.
10. If this student were any more stupid, he’d have to be watered twice a week.
11. It’s impossible to believe the sperm that created this child beat out 1,000,000 others.
12. The wheel is turning, but the hamster is definitely dead.

Can you believe a teacher could get so frustrated that he would say these awful things to a child’s parent? I am still human, I could not help laughing out loud.

Blending Families

     Getting remarried is not a decision to be taken lightly. There is much to consider, especially when there are children involved from a previous marriage. Not to mention the joys of the adjustment period where you are confronted with children who are less enthused about sharing your time and attention, not only with your new spouse, but also the child(ren) they bring into the marriage.

     Keeping your sense of humor and things in perspective is critical to surviving this period. You must laugh when life’s little moments take over and:

            ~the laundry breeds when you’re not looking

            ~you become an expert detective when four dogs are staring at you and you’re trying to see which one looks the guiltiest – ‘who peed on the floor?’

            ~bodily functions happen at the most inopportune moments

            ~sound travels, especially once the new hardwood floors have been installed

            ~deciding over one brand of TP or toothpaste can be a tug of war

            ~Slug – Bug turns into a vicious round of Mortal Combat, even on the shortest trips

            ~tickling someone is more fun than arguing with them

            ~property dividends end up being about closet space

            ~mutual assets include everything except the last cheese stick in the frig

            ~joint custody does not include bed covers

            ~realizing that while your new spouse may not be perfect, but they are perfect for you!

     Life is challenging on the best of days making it essential that you remember to laugh at yourself, kiss your spouse, hold your loved ones, spend time together, and treasure the silly things. Because they are the moments that make life special. They are the moments that make you a family.