Memorial Day

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As I sit here and think about the true meaning of Memorial Day, I am nearly moved to tears. Anyone that knows me knows that I am (always have been, always will be) a HUGE supporter of the military. I have always done everything I can to show my support and that will never change.


Memorial Day is so different for me though. It is such a sad, somber day for so many people. Memorial Day is a day to remember the fallen. It’s a day to remember those that gave their life for this Country. Gave their freaking lives for this Country…could there be a more unselfish act? Not a day goes by that I don’t think about the fallen. I will never forget their sacrifice for they are the reason my dad, my husband, and numerous friends of mine were able to come home. My heart breaks for the families that must continue on with their lives without these heroes by their side. My heart breaks for the veterans that are flooded with the memories of the fallen…I know those memories haunt them every day, but especially on Memorial Day.


While you are enjoying the day with your family and friends, drinking beer and grilling, please, please take a minute to remember the fallen. Make a toast in honor of them. Educate your children on what Memorial Day is really all about. Have a moment of silence and thank those soldiers for what they did. Most of all….never, ever forget the fallen for it is because of them that you have the freedoms that you have today.




I got a new app on my phone and decided to play around a little and I haven’t done a comparison pic in a while….what a difference two years makes…two very tough years. That’s all I’m going to say about this right now…



Today I’m running in celebration of my haters…those who ever doubted me. Last night I ran 3.04 without stopping because if them. Haters = motivators…and they probably need more love than the rest of us. I know I’ve ran for them before, but that’s ok. I hope they figure out that is they look inside themselves and find peace, love, and happiness, they won’t need to hate anymore. Thank you haters, for showing me that. Love you all.

National Police Week


As part of National Police Week, I would like to express my gratitude to all those that serve. Being a police dispatcher, this week hits very close to home for me as the majority of my friends are in law enforcement. There really are not enough words to express how grateful I am to be surrounded by such an amazing group of people. Being an officer is all too often a very thankless job. Think about it…most of the time, they are dealing with the worst of the worst, people don’t generally like the police, and some even want to kill them for no reason. It’s all in a days work for them: death, injured animals, physical abuse, vehicle accidents, suicide, medical emergencies, and even the occasional silly ‘assist the public’ calls. And that’s just the actual work side of it. That doesn’t include the sleepless nights/days, the missed dance recitals/sporting events, or even just sitting down for a hot meal with their family. The physicals demands of the job are tiring and the mental demands can be downright exhausting. Many people don’t really understand police work….which causes relationship stress as well. All too often, non-police related relationships suffer because of the lack of understanding. Phone calls between friends become less frequent and eventually just stop coming all together. Marriages start to crumble because of lack of understanding…it’s not easy to be the spouse of an officer. I often hear people say how mean officers are or that they are rude. Yes, some of them are- there are bad apples in every profession. But let me tell you that some of the most amazing people that I know are officers. The officers that I am proud to call my friends amaze me every day. These men and women get dressed for work every day knowing that there is a chance that they may never make it back home to see their families again. They miss holidays and birthdays, work in extreme heat and snow storms, and have to skip several meals a week….all to help others…even when those others don’t always want the help. That seems pretty amazing to me. I know the horror that they have to see and I admire the professionalism and strength they show in the face of the public.

It is truly an honor for me to work for the officers that I work for. Yes, I work for them. I even love working for the cranky ones….because then it’s just a challenge to make them smile at least once in their day. And trust me….I have managed to do it. J  I am grateful for what these officers have taught me; not only about the job, but life…and even myself. They are the ones that have made me the dispatcher I am today and there aren’t enough words to express how much that means to me. From the bottom of my heart, I am eternally grateful that God put each of these officers on Earth to do the job that they do. Some may not realize it, but they each make a difference in someone’s life every day.

I hope that every officer that reads this knows that I truly appreciate what they do and I pray for their safety every day. I wear a St Michael pendant around my neck…it never comes off. My friends used to laugh at me when I would touch it when I heard sirens…until I explained that I was praying for the safety of that officer. Now, several of them pause when they hear sirens as well. The fallen will never be forgotten and their spirit lives on through the officers working the streets now. Each of them were taken away too soon…but they are now guardian angels of the ones I hold so close to my heart.

Thank you doesn’t seem like enough when it comes to this, but there is no way to really put how I feel into words so all I am left with is thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for all you do.

Stay safe out there and always watch your six!!

Michael Pursel

Today I’m running for Michael Pursel for it was 6 years ago today that he lost his life at the tender age of 19 while defending our country. I never met him, or anyone from his family actually, but I know several people that miss him every day. I pray that his family, along with the families of the other soldiers that lost their lives alongside Michael, find some sort of peace in their day today. RIP, soldiers….you will never be forgotten.