Being married to a police officer is accessing strength you did not know you possessed.

Alone

It is knowing your spouse gave up his lunch and paid for a hotel room for someone . . . while the world calls him power-hungry.

Alone.

It is not being able to answer honestly when people ask you how you are doing.

Alone.

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It is hearing that your spouse quite literally pulled a broken teenager from a ledge as he was about to jump . . . while the world calls him heartless.

Alone.

It is being threatened weekly and figuring out how to best protect your children.

Alone.

It is knowing that even Christians make judgments and choices to dislike them simply because of their job . . . all while proclaiming that having believers in every vocation is holy work and essential for the Gospel.

Alone.

It is powering through the day not knowing whether your spouse is alive or dead.

Alone.

It is forcing yourself to eat, even though anxiety fuels your body and makes this physically unnecessary at times.

Alone.

It is being misunderstood by even your closest friends.

Alone.

It is sleepless nights, eyes puffy from tears.

Alone.

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It is feeling pride that is not acceptable to express to the world.

Alone.

It is being, existing, and living a large part of your life . . . 

Entirely alone.

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