PWAA

Today I went to a PWAA meeting for the first time in a long time...and remembered why I joined. I kind of got out of pocket while I was preggers...and teaching Saturday school...and teaching summer school...of yeah...and then having a baby. But I am finally back in the swing of things. I initially joined the wive's association when hubby was in the police academy as a way to learn more about his new career and to have a connection with it somehow. He went from being a coach and a teacher to being a cop. The coach and teacher thing I had no problem connecting to obviously...we used to car pool to work together for goodness sake. He even did a stint teaching at the same school my mom and sister were working at...and then ended up coaching at the high school I graduated from...so no problems connecting there! But being a cop was different...I had no idea what to expect...and I knew that he was choosing a career that would change him as a person. He was choosing a career where he would be working in an environment where people hated him and quite frankly could very well kill him...both very oogy feelings. So...enter the wive's association. I like being a part of it because we are able to help police families that are in need...volunteer in the community and at the station...but most of all because we are there to support each other. It is a completely different world being a cop's wife. Your husband comes home having seen things that are unimaginable...having dealt all night with very stupid people...has a schedule that is completely opposite of the rest of the family...and straps on a gun to leave again the next day. At these meetings, we can talk about all of it...and everybody gets it...and we can laugh about it! A LOT of police marriages end in divorce because of the stress it puts on a family and we are there for each other in that way, too. I am so very proud of my husband. He is an incredible man. He has been through so much in his short 33 years...and has managed to turn his hardships into miracles for this family. I am a good wife and mother because I have such a good partner. Even if he is not physically home with us...I know I am never alone. The girls and Cole have a strong and very funny daddy...2 very important things. I have a husband who provides for us a home filled with peace and laughter. But MOST importantly I have a husband I am proud to see go to work...and that I am excited to see come home every morning...and I have made some very good friends along the way to share it all with.