Blue Friday, Blue Everyday

"Warriors are not what you think of as warriors.
The warrior is not someone who fights,
because no one has the right to take another life.
The warrior, for us, is one who sacrifices
himself for the good of others.
His task is to take care of the elderly,
the defenseless, those who cannot
provide for themselves,
and above all, the children,
the future of humanity."
--Sitting Bull, Hunkpapa Lakota


When I was a teen, I wanted to be a police officer and several times in my adult life, I've given serious thought to joining the ranks of the men and women in blue. My love and respect for law enforcement began with my mother's youngest sister, whom I looked up to so much as a child. I admired her, wanted to be like her because she always seemed to have her junk together and it felt as if she was just short of "superhero". She was strong and focused, loved her job, and, to my young, innocent eyes, looked invincible. I figured if she could be a cop, maybe I could, as well. Then, I'd be able to protect myself and others from those who would cause harm...and I would stand for justice.

Adulthood taught me those childhood ideals are not quite as simple, but I've never lost my tremendous respect for those who put themselves in harm's way in order to care for and protect others. It's a thankless, difficult job and it seems like in these times it's more dangerous than ever. Tonight, at 7 pm EST, I will participate in an event to fill the skies with blue balloons to honor anyone, everyone who stands that blue line and serves people who often don't say thank you enough.

Thank you, all of you who protect and serve...and all those, like myself, who support you!