hi blog friends......i know you are probably all in shock over two posts in two days. yowza. not so typical of miss terri pies......but it brings me much sadness that i am even awake at this hour to blog about what i am about to share.......
soooo the hubs is a police officer. he is a narcotics detective. everyday he is faced with dealing with warrants, drug raids, undercover drug buys, etc. (the list is long.....)....i am sooo proud of this boy, but i have to tell you, every news topic over the latest shootings, rapes, robberies and home invasions is a constant reminder of what he deals with on a daily basis. (and i complain about working in sales....
anyway, i have become very 'used' to his hours and his job. i dont have panic attacks anymore, worrying that the 'inevitable' could happen at any second......he goes to work everyday and comes home everyday and its life as we know it......
fast forward 10:00pm. march 15, 2010. laying in bed. we actually just crawled in bed. jp decided to turn the tv on, which is strange...because typically, once we make it to bed, we usually fall fast asleep rather quickly. so he turns the tv on and the local newscast states : 'local breaking news' 'an elyria police officer has been shot'....WHAT??? i sit up.....jp sits up and leans closer to the tv.....this, my friends is the city he works for.....after making a few phone calls.....the worst has been confirmed. a 43 yr old police officer has been shot......and killed. i am sitting here crying and shaking. the suspect has been shot and killed also.
i can not for the life of me imagine what this poor officer's family is going through right now. i can not imagine how his wife will explain to his three darling daughters, that their daddy will not be home. i can not imagine what emotions and feelings this family will be experiencing for the rest of their lives.
i sit and wait for my police officer to come back and try to explain the whys, who, etc. life is soooo crazy, and you never know when you will see a loved one for the last time.....i sit and think, what about the times when we have little arguments and he goes to work.....this could have very easily been him. did this poor man get to say he loved his girls a last time? did he get to tell his wife how much he loved her? and the same for her........
i guess this post is just a venting ground. go, hug your loved ones and let them know how much you care and appreciate them. you never know when your life is up........you never know when the last time to tell someone how much you adore them, will be. life is too short, and i think, we, (including myself) take many things for granted. i think we all get caught up in our busy lives and dont realize that today could be our last day here, or the last day we see someone.........
i pray that this poor family finds solace knowing that 'their' officer was doing something he loved and was so good and defending the city that stole his life......i pray that his wife and children are safe tonight, and are surrounded by close family and friends. i pray that the person who did this to this poor man gets what he deserves. pray for their comfort and peace. pray for all of our law enforcement officers, who everyday, put their lives on the line, to take care of us.
blessing and peace,
t
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
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That is very sad news indeed. You are right--We should never take our lives or our loved ones for granted. Your post is going to stick with me for the rest of the day...Well said.
Oh my! Girl you are stronger than I would be! That's very sad and I pray GOD keeps your man safe!!!
hi girls~thanks so much for commenting on here. it means so much. today has been a really rough day. i can NOT stop crying....keep this fallen officer's family in your hearts and prayers, as well as all of our police officers that strive to keep our streets safe. xoxoxo
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so sad....thanks for sharing...
my hubby is a firefighter...i understand the hours and the constant fear or the worst...
love to you and family
and sympathy for the family of the lost...
michelle...xoxo
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Ugh- that's so heartbreaking! =( My Dad was a police officer and then (and still is) an FBI agent and it definitely forms the way you see the world. I'm so sorry you and your hubby are going through this.
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