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Instead of sorting through my blogs to learn the necessary background on me, your wonderful blogger, I will give you as quick of a rundown of who I am and how I got where I am as I can.

I graduated college in December 2005, and I needed a job.  I chose law enforcement because it was the only thing I wasn't really sure I could succeed at.  I have always been book smart and I was successful in school, but this path would require more.  I took the first job offered to me and moved to a smallish town about 4 hours from my family and friends.

I quickly made new friends, and my coworkers became my dysfunctional family.  I also met a pretty darn cute State Trooper.  We began dating in October, 2006 and married in October, 2007.  CJ is a dreamer and extremely driven.  I have never seen him not get something he wanted.  He had a commercial helicopter rating, and as I was preparing for our wedding he was trying out for the SWAT team which he made even though he is about half the size of everyone else on the team.  I thought it took guts for me to take a leap into law enforcement.  He showed me how to take a whole lot more leaps.

I knew when we started dating he had always dreamed of flying for the Army.  I also knew he had previously had his vision corrected so that was not an option (or so I thought).  In late 2008 he learned he could get a waiver for his eyes, and the dreamer came out again in full force.  He reenrolled in college, and started getting his flight packet ready. Because he is him, and he never fails he was accepted.  He enlisted in the National Guard because of me.  He knows how much I love what I have accomplished in my career, and he did not want to take that from me.  For that I will be forever grateful.

CJ left for basic when I was almost 5 months pregnant.  He was homes for a few months and back to the Trooper life before he left again for OCS.  When he got home our daughter was almost 6 months old.  We knew he would have to leave just short of a month after he got home from OCS for flight school, and that he would most likely be deployed shortly after that.

Luckily I work for the best police department on the face of this earth.  They allowed me a year off work so our family could be together in Alabama.  Since I was already taking the year off we decided we should try for baby number 2 during that month CJ was home in between trainings, and three weeks after CJ got home we had a positive test!

Or son was born in Alabama, CJ graduated first in his class because he is a perfectionist, and we moved back home.  I went back to work as a detective, and CJ went back to the Trooper life.  We also built a house where we did a ton of the work ourselves.

After 14 months home CJ went on active duty orders again to begin preparing for his deployment.  While it is stressful, I love my life even with my husband gone.  Being alone with the kids and work is teaching me how strong God made me, and helped me grow in my faith.

There are many gaps this brief bio doesn't cover.  If it covered everything I wouldn't need a blog would I?


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