November 20, 2008
he takes it with him
My husband is a cop. He is the cop my friend says will change her image of all cops. He has not always been a cop... just a guy who loves any job that requires the adrenaline to flow throw his veins. When he leaves in the wee hours of the morning, I know he is off to do his job... not change the world. But somewhere along the way, I think he does anyway. He looks a little deeper into the man who is not able to care for himself... the teen who thinks he should leave this world... the woman who can't quite get it right. He will take pity on a teacher, late to start the day (my kids should have A's in Science & Geography!) He will take the extra time to talk with someone and find out the best place for that person to go, instead of just hauling him off to jail. He has a stash of small toys in the trunk, and will take the time to coax a smile from a scared child in a situation she doesn't deserve to be in. He is not the typical tough macho guy (sorry, honey!) but he is the guy you want to come across if you are in need of help. He is my guy... and he takes his heart to work with him.