It is a very obvious factor that I stand behind the thin blue line. Not because I married an officer but because I see each one of you. I see your hard work, your underpaid jobs, the stress, the passion and the courage it takes to step out in your uniform each day.
We have now become a nation that wants officers to have a "softer look" and a "non-warrior like" mindset. It makes my head spin at the issues that our government is putting into brains of cowards. The blood on their hands, that they do not want to account for. The praises of "bad guys" and the discouragement of officers. It literally makes me furious.
The #WeSeeYou campagian was started to show officers that we support them. That we see their departments facing turmoil and even grieving in the deaths of their partners.
During National Police Week I decided to host a rally in support of police. It was quickly put together and within one week, we were standing as a group holding signs in honor of the Thin Blue Line.
I was told by a friend that people that hold signs are, "stupid."
I wish to say that it made me mad. But it didn't. It made me sad. Sad for the fact that people do not understand the cause. That we are families watching the news closely when an officer goes down. That we are checking Joe Imel anytime our spouse doesn't answer. We sit lonely at dinner tables because the bad guy is getting their time, rather than us.
We're in America. The country who seems to be screaming for a war against police. It's scary, it's sad and it's disrespectful in too many ways to mention.
My day spent out in this intersection was anything but stupid.
Because it isn't just about holding a sign. It's about the love, that is shining through. The courage it takes to step out and say, I stand behind the Thin Blue Line. The smiles you get as someone passes by, nodding their head like, "Finally, someone cares. They see law enforcement for the good." It's about the man who held up traffic to show my kids his badge and give them a thumbs up. It's the moments that make you smile, because you know you made another human smile in a 10 second period as they drove by.
We may be few yet it's full of encouragement to stand next to police wives, family, friends and even people I do not know. To show we care and will always be standing firm in the honor of the men and women who serve our streets.
We honor our husbands, who work odd shifts. The officers who are cursed at, fought, and shot in the middle of the streets. The women who never make it home to their children because a coward had the simple excuse that he, "didn't want to go back to prison."
It's tough some days to send my husband off into the streets to a country of hatred for servants that protect. It nerve wracking to say the least as I read tweets, and know that he is in harms way. But every night he makes it home, I thank God for the chance to love him another day.
Dear officers, #WeSeeYou
National Police Week 2015