The Police Life So Far

Being a police wife is not exactly what I expected. I have a lot of alone time. It's finally sinking in that we will probably be on opposite schedules for most of our careers. I'm not sure why that didn't occur to me originally, but that part feels like I'm an "army wife" all over again. Oh army life, how I miss you sometimes. But I am adjusting to our schedule and sometimes I actually prefer it.  We always make a point each week to hang out together even if it's just meeting for lunch.

Does he get his own car to take home? This is sometimes followed by questions about laws, speeding tickets, doughnuts, and other questions that sometimes I have no idea about, because I"m new to this still. I barely know what he does during the day. Sometimes he comes home and says he got into a fight and needs to wash the blood off his uniform. Sometimes he says he rescued a puppy from an abandoned building. Most of the time he just says he was busy and I have no idea what he did all day. Some days it's best not to ask. Also something I learned from the army. Some stories are not meant for my sensitive heart or my not so strong stomach. (And I dig in teeth all day, I know.)   

Do I worry about Kyle? I learned a long time ago that it doesn't do any good. Kyle has drilled it into my head for years. No news is good news. I really can thank my army time for preparing me for police life. If he does gets hurt, I will find out quickly and someone will help me get to him. No amount of worrying will stop him from getting injured or worse. Prayer, now that is a different story. I have bathed him in prayer through deployments and I will continue to pray for his safety through his daily shifts. That is what police wives do. 

⁶ Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. ⁷ And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.-Philippians 4:6-7