Covid-19- What a terrible season of life!
In this season of life, the world is struggling with a virus that’s taking its toll on everyone. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t struggling, but the thing I’m struggling with isn’t necessarily the same as what everyone else is.
I’m scared that this illness will take a family member. I’m scared that the changes being made now will become our new normal. But the biggest struggle is that, through all of this, the world still seems to be relentless towards police officers.
I’m grateful for the medical staff that’s working around the clock to keep people safe. But it’s not always like this. I’m grateful for the stores that are working hard to restock and make changes to help keep people safe. But it’s not always like this. I’m extremely grateful for everyone who is doing their part to make changes and work towards fixing our current situation. But, it’s not always going to be like this.
Everyone is praising or seeking praise for those who are putting their lives at risk during this pandemic. And, I don’t want to sound bitter or ungrateful because it’s quite the opposite. However, I still get on and see people ripping apart our police officers.
We’re in a season of uncertainty.
Some people are doing their part to fix the problem, and some people are doing their part to be the problem. Some people don’t have a choice in what it is they do. They have to get up and go to work every day. They have to follow and enforce rules that they don’t agree with.
The complaints are out of control. Working parents are getting a taste of what it’s like to be stay-at-home parents and many of them aren’t handling it well. Stay-at-home parents are falling apart because much of their sanity comes from being able to run errands or get out for a few minutes each day. But those essential workers still have to go to work every day. And, even though many of them don’t mind, I’ve seen quite a few conversations arise. Not necessarily from workers, but about workers.
Everyone is quick to jump on Twitter and praise the nurses and the doctors. I’ve seen quite a few posts from families of nurses or doctors who have actually praised police officers because they are seeing what their work schedules are like and they’re not a huge fan. They’re families are scared because there is a possibility that whoever is in their family that works in a hospital could become ill and not make it home.
But, within those few posts I’ve seen, I’ve seen some really nasty comments about our law enforcement. In fact, it seems that people are able to bring up negative relationships to police officers in any setting. And it baffles me!
I was reading
a post about a spouse being worried about their husband in the medical field and how they were glad that their husband was not a police officer because they would always be this worried about them, and someone had the balls to comment saying that the only thing they’d have to worry about if their spouse was a police officer was the number of minorities that they’d kill. Like, how did you even get there?
Yes, there is corruption and yes, the media definitely has a poor way of choosing what to show and what not to show. I’ll give you that much. But to sit and belittle and have such disrespect for law enforcement absolutely baffles me. And I think it baffles me because I’m pretty sure if you’re ever in trouble, you’re going to call the police.
I never did understand that.
Why do people talk poorly about police officers and then call them for help when they’re in trouble? Like, if you’re going to tell people that all police officers are corrupt, lie, steal, and kill minorities, why would you call them for anything? I’m pretty sure those same people would not make an appointment with a doctor they thought was corrupt, so it seems like the same principle here.
Our officers are following the guidelines they’ve been given by our state and our country. They’re enforcing new guidelines every time they go into work depending on what executive orders have been given. They’re not the ones who have been giving the orders, but they’re being treated as if they are.
Everyone is doing their best to follow the orders they’ve been given and keep our country safe, but people still seem to find a way to blame someone else for their problems!
But, all of this venting brings me to my next (actual?) point: how do you raise children in a world that’s against your spouse?
What am I really getting at here?
My kids are only one and three at the time of writing this, but I constantly think about how things are going to be when they’re old enough to search the internet or go over to friends’ houses. What’s it going to be like the first time they go someplace and they overhear people talking poorly about their dad’s profession? What’s it going to be like the first time they see a negative comment online about police officers? How is that conversation going to go? Are they going to seek advice from their dad? Are they going to secretly come to me? Do I bring up this whole scenario at a young age just so they’re prepared?
Honestly, I’m leaning towards bringing up the whole idea before they even encounter it. You might be asking why I would go that route with such young kids, and I’m more than happy to explain.
I once wrote about being a jealous police wife in this post and about the strengths and sacrifices of being a police wife in this post. Since then, Mr. Troop and I have really been working on our communication. I’ve also been working on my strengths as a police wife and a police family.
With these two accomplishments, it’s been very easy to talk about work with Mr. Troop and around our children. And, if there’s anything you should know about kids, it’s that they are little sponges.
D says our prayer before each meal, and it usually goes something like this, “Thank you, God, for this food. Keep us safe tonight. In your name, Amen.”
But lately, without any prompting from anyone, it has started to change. Lately, his prayer goes like this, “Thank you, God, for this food. Keep daddy safe tonight and to the morning. Keep him healthy. In your name, Amen.”
If they hear us talking,
they certainly hear the news when it’s on in the background. They hear stories from what’s going on in the world, and they hear Mr. Troop talk about injustices at his work. They hear me ask questions about work and why someone said/did something or acted a certain way. So it’s only a matter of time before they start asking questions, too.
Since kids are smart little humans, it’s important to understand that they know when you’re lying or hiding something. So, why would I hide this type of conversation when it can be such a great learning opportunity? It will show them two things: 1) that communication is vital, and 2) that they can ask us anything.
It’s so important to teach children that they are a valued member of the family at a young age and this will be such a great way to show that.
Children and adults are brutal in this day and age, so I intend to teach our boys that good and evil coexist and how to keep their head high when evil tries to interfere. I want them to learn that everyone has an opinion and there’s won’t always match everyone else’s. And that’s okay. It’s vital to show children that they can disagree with someone and still exist in the same world.
So many times as a teacher,
I saw students argue because they have different opinions. Sometimes, it makes for an amazing debate. Sometimes, it turns ugly quickly. It usually turns ugly because those students don’t know how to state their opinions and back them up while also being able to listen to other opinions and other viewpoints.
I don’t want my children to be the ones who end their debate by stating, “Yeah? Well, you’re bad at ______.” I want my children to be the ones who can state their opinion, back it up with their knowledge, and then sit and listen to someone else’s reasoning for their opinion. And then, I want them to be able to say, “I see your point, but I strongly disagree. Would you like to get lunch?” Or something just as cheesy. But, you know what I mean!
No one else in this world is going to teach my children just how important and respectable Mr. Troop’s job is. We have to be the ones that teach them right from wrong, good from evil, and the fact that one cannot exist without the other. If it could, Mr. Troop wouldn’t have a job.