A year ago my husband called to say he had spoken to the instructor of the Peace Officer Academy at Augusta Tech. So it began. As a couple we began the year long journey as Brett studied to become a peace officer. Let me give you some background. We were married eight years that spring and he had always been an electrician. A very safe job unless you count the occasional jolt of electricity.
He applied, got accepted by the state of Georgia, went through a grueling oral interview and made it in. This is July 2010. Fast forward four or so months and we are at his swearing in ceremony. He earns best attitude award and his the second academically in his class. As he raises his hand to be sworn in I cry. Oh I hold it in well considering there were probably 150 people there. I didn't want to boo hoo because it was plainly obvious that no one else was.
Fast forward two months later to February 8th and he is on his first official night of work. The night before I lost it emotionally and told him I wasn't ready. I cried so hard I literally could not blow my nose for all the mucus that had made a home there. Oh did I mention, I don't like being home alone at night. The joke at my house is the wild things come out at dark. Really they do. Crazy sounding birds and all kinds of animal sounds.
So here I am as he begins his third week of work. I had to find an outlet for my anxiety and boredom. This is all so new to me. I cannot get used to the fact my husband is a cop. Oh, he'll be good. Real good. He was born to do this and I cannot begrudge him that. It also helps he looks HOT in his uniform.
Join me in the journey of being the cop's wife. I'm sure it will be a blast. I am after all having a fabulous time with it. Note the heavy sarcasm.
I know it's hard to spend the nights alone, but I am sure he will make his way thru the ranks and will soon land a daytime position. BTW, you are doing great!!
ReplyDeleteI will keep you and your husband in my prayers honestly I will, Its going to get better soon its has to with God on the scene.As for your new found freedom there is tons to do. I know you are tired of cleaning so you can iron up the laundry as it comes out of the dryer, (I did that last week) you can write your husband some scriptures to carry with him
ReplyDeleteto work,or buy a night light i love your blog i saved it under my faves good job keep blogging
Love it!! You are such a great writer. I know it's hard now, but it will get better. Call me if you need anything - anytime!
ReplyDeleteI have been doing this since before Brandon and I got married. It is hard but you get used to the nights alone. Keep yourself occupied when he is working and spend as much time together as you can when he is off. I say a prayer for Brandon at night. Brandon loves his job and he is a wonderful cop, so all I can do is support him. Hang in there!!! If you need anything let me know or if you want to hang out or go to dinner. I have lots of nights available!!!!
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It is really hard being alone at night. When Robert went to Africa a couple of times, it was torture. I hope that the blog helps. It is a really good outlet, I think. I like Jamie's recommendation. It would probably be a really good thing for you and him to put "Surprise Scripture" in his uniform. Prayers for you guys. I hope it gets better soon!
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