Police Wife

Being a police officer is a thankless job. Being a police wife is not even thought about. We give our husbands a kiss and send him out the door hoping that society behaves for the night. We stiffen up each time we hear those sirens go through the town because we know that means they are putting their lives on the line. We hold our breaths when an unexpected knock at the door comes or a phone call while they are gone in fear that it is the dreaded Chief coming with bad news. We endure midnight shifts, overtime, meals alone, and broken plans all in the name of duty. We smile and nod when they say "Honey, I have to go." Because we know that someone needs their help more at the moment than us. We bite our tongues when people talk bad about cops because we know there is no point in arguing. I see signs/banners/stickers etc. everywhere for "Support the military, We love the troops, Firefighters save lives." While I wholeheartedly agree with all of those statements and trust me I know that their jobs are not any easier than my husbands and their wives deal with many of the same things a police wife does I wonder sometimes why no one says Thank God for the Police until they need them to come save their life. So maybe tonight while your driving your car, drinking your beer, or hanging out with a friend say a little prayer for the police that may not be protecting the "country" or putting out fires but are protecting you and the streets you live on. And just maybe take a sec to think of the wives.