I am a police officer.
I am also a wife, a daughter, a friend and a comrade.  But my most important role is that of a mother.
My job means the world to me.  My children mean more.
Sometimes these two worlds collide, pulling me in two different directions and I am hard pressed to make the best decision.  
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March [...]

I was over at Slamdunk’s blog and he posted about some of the disgusting conditions certain eateries are in when they think no one is looking.  Like at 2am in the morning, when the police show up for a report of a break-in.
I too have seen poor cleanliness and is one reason I refuse to eat at some [...]

I’ve been involved in a paint war the last few days and have discovered that I am in the ‘needs improvement’ group for actual colour selection.  It took me three days and a couple of different gallons of paint to get it right, but now our laundry room and computer nook are done. 
This is also the first time I’ve [...]

The police radio is my life-line.  Whether it’s on my belt or mounted in the work truck, my radio keeps me tied to other officers, and more importantly, to the dispatcher.  When a call goes sideways or gets a little haywire I know help is only one broadcast away.
When another police unit calls for cover and [...]

There have been many people who have slung dirty comments, derogatory words and sexist slurs my way in the years I’ve been a police officer.  For the most part, all the taunts have been like water off a duck’s back. 
As a child my parents taught me the following:

If you don’t have anything good or constructive [...]