I think I was so moved by it because of the truth in the statement and how closely it applies to our life. Loving my husband has never been difficult. It's true some days he drives me crazy and I want to wring his neck but I ALWAYS know I love him and loving him has never been hard. It's also true our life is sometimes hard...(p.s.as I was writing this I started to think to myself "yes, this is hard but it also creates this positive..." so I decided to include a positive after each in bold).
-His schedule can be difficult, working weekends, holidays, overnights etc. There are perks to his schedule though...having him home for a few days in a row or the fact that he can take long vacations is wonderful. Yes, it can be hard scheduling around weekends and holidays but we've always been able to make it work.
-His shift is sometimes difficult, I'm more used to sleeping alone than with him. Nights he is home he's still on his work schedule, when I'm headed to bed he often is just starting projects around the house. The perk of this is it's fun to wake up to see what new project he has completed! Usually, it's fun...sometimes the mess isn't as fun! Also, after living on 2nd shift for a year I feel so blessed he's on 3rd shift. I get to spend each evening with him until he heads to work instead of only seeing him during break, if that. Plus, he's around to help with Kolby and help make dinner! (Instead of me making it and hoping he's home before it's cold).
-His job makes me worry...a lot. This man, a man many will fight with and possibly try to hurt, is my life. He has been a major part of my life for almost half of my life now. I can't imagine this life without him. I think because of his job we realize how fragile life can be and how we need to cherish those we have. Because of this I make sure to never send him to work angry or with me angry at him. It's not worth it. I also demand a hug, kiss, and an "I love you" each night. I think sometimes everyone is guilty of being too busy that we forget some of those simple signs of affection. His job reminds us to not forget.
-His job is difficult. Difficult on him and difficult on me. It's job few (including myself) could do. He has to be brave; able to deal with people who are angry, scared, stressed, under the influence etc; he has crazy hours; has to work in the heat/rain/cold/etc. and those are only a few things...We have gone through some rough times learning to make this new life work, learning new careers, and learning to live as independent (from our parents) adults. A wonderful blessing we have received is a trust in God and a stronger relationship with him and each other.
So yes, living with a police officer and all that entails can be difficult. Loving my police officer; however, is never difficult.
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