Wives Behind The Badge

Yesterday was a big moment for my family. It wasn’t a graduation, or a birthday or holiday. We had a photo shoot, a family photo shoot. It was the first professional photo shoot we had planned since our wedding day. Nine years ago we both looked very different and we didn’t have two children. My [...]

We each have our own fears and worries surrounding our LEO’s.  Some of us worry about a traffic stop going bad, others focus on the chances of a shooting, or a beating, or a car accident.  We each harbor the worry that it will be our officer that is seriously injured, or killed, in the [...]

Last night I watched a horror unfold right in front of me. Tragedy struck Small Town, America and the media was on my computer relaying every event in ten minute intervals. I had four tabs on my screen, one for Facebook, one for Modesto, California, one for Orangevale, California and one for a New Hampshire [...]

 This week, this Spring break, has been the worse Spring break of my life!  If anything could go wrong, it would go wrong.  The alternator needed to be replaced, our son got sick all over the back seat of our other car, the weather prevented us from even attempting to drive over the pass again, [...]

Monday was just a day for us, what is considered a very normal day for most people.  We cleaned our house, washed the car in the sunshine, and practiced our golf swings in the backyard.  As we sat on the couch later that evening, with my feet tucked under my husband to keep them warm I couldn’t [...]

One night as my husband was working the night shift and I was asleep, I was dreaming about smoke and suddenly I awoke to the cries of my daughter from her room. I opened my eyes and there was smoke so heavy in my room that I couldn’t see in front of me. I panicked [...]

Spring is here!  The flowers are blooming, the trees are dancing, and the grass is getting greener again.  (Unless you live in Northern Nevada and the grass is still brown!)  I am so ready to start Spring cleaning and get rid of the old and dust out the bunnies and just generally get our house [...]

I remember dancing with my father when I was a little girl.  I would carefully stand on the toes of his shoes, and feel his large hand grasping mine, and I would concentrate fiercely on staying in step with him; even though I knew if I ever stepped off the top of his feet his [...]