Today could be a sad day for me. A reminder of my biggest failure.
The day where, nineteen years ago, I sat in the audience and watched my fellow classmates get their badges pinned and take the oath to serve in protect.
But my dream to become an Indiana State Trooper died when I failed firearms.
A couple years later, I'd marry a fellow recruit, making me realize that God always has a plan. It may not be what I prayed for but what I needed.
So today, instead of living with the what-if's, I'm grateful for the failure.
Without that failure, I wouldn't be where I am today, writing and speaking, meeting incredible people who want to make a difference and live their big dreams.
Today, I celebrate my husband and all that graduated from the 59th recruit class.
For the past nineteen years, my husband has committed himself to serving the citizens of Indiana.
The sacrifices have been many, most no one will ever see.
Each and every day, I'm so proud to call myself a police wife, and stand by my husband as he and his classmates defend and protect the thin blue line.
This year, 59 officers have been killed in the line of duty, with June being the deadliest month, with twelve officers killed.
Please keep my husband and all of his fellow brothers and sisters in blue in your prayers. I appreciate it and I know he does also.
Blessings,
Stephanie
Inspirational Speaker and Award-Winning Author of