I Married a Cop

Ok so really I didn't marry a cop. I married a guy that I went to youth group with. We played basketball together. We went fishing together. We went running together. We drove around aimlessly. We sat and talked. We hung out with each others' families.

Then we got married.

We both worked 8-5. We got a dog. We took turns walking her every morning. We helped with youth group. We got together with friends to play cards in the evenings. We got together with friends and played basketball. We went water skiing at least once a week. We stayed up late watching tv. We slept in saturday mornings. We thought about buying a house.

But something was missing. We didn't want that for our whole life. So we moved. My husband went to school. I worked two jobs and gave plasma to make ends meets. We job hunted. We had no ties to live in a certain place so applications went everywhere. My husband got a job. We moved again.

We bought a house. We had a kid. We had another kid. No more 8-5. No more weekends. No more tv together. No more sleeping together. Sometimes a meal together. Lots of cancelled dates. I feel like a single mom most times.

I didn't marry a cop. But I am now married to a cop.

That's how I feel today. Sometimes I wonder what it was we thought was missing? Why did we give up a perfectly simple life for this? Did we lose more than we gained?

But I can't picture my husband doing anything but this now. It's his job, and it's our way of life. It's not easy. Sometimes I think "this is NOT what I signed up for." It isn't. This isn't what life was predicted to look like. But it's our life. We've chosen it for our life.

But I need my husband to know: I married you before you were a cop. I loved you before you were a cop. I love you now as a cop. But I love who you are as a man. You are more than a cop. You are an amazing husband and father, and that's what really matters in life. Right?