Two weeks ago today, my husband came home from working his last day as a Jefferson County Sheriff’s Deputy in order to follow a new calling as the Operational Manager of Brush Creek Ranch. We are excited about this new adventure we are able to embark upon and this new lifestyle we are being given the opportunity to live.
But today, I wanted to recognize and appreciate the last chapter, and to thank my husband for his service as a Deputy Sheriff. Its is a tough job. A dangerous job. A terribly under-appreciated job. One that isn’t nearly as glamorous in real life as it seems to be to the average 10-year-old boy.
Working as a Sheriff’s Deputy….Yes, he ruined more than a few people’s days with traffic citations. He also got drunk drivers off the road. He climbed over cliffs to rescue people in trouble. He broke up fights. He fought fires. He stumbled upon bombs and responded to bomb threats. He saw human depravity at its worst. He saved lives….and also had to carry the burden of knowing he wasn’t able to save them all. He was a hero. Is a hero still.
So to my hubby, his friends, and the rest of the under-appreciated officers out there: thank you for what you have done!
I am proud to know that our son wants to grow up to be just like YOU!
I’m linking up: