To the Man in Blue

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When I saw the flashing lights in my rear view mirror, my heart sank as I’m sure everyone’s does when they’re getting pulled over. “Oh great. Just what I needed today” I thought. My emotions were on a roller coaster this week with the school year coming to an end. I didn’t think it would hit me this hard, but the thought of leaving my current preschool sunk in as I cleaned out my classroom earlier that day.

The officer came to my window and was very polite, but I couldn’t help but get upset. Partly because I knew I would be getting a ticket, but also because I’d hit a point of too many emotions at once. I don’t want to say goodbye to my friends, school, and most importantly, my students.

Officer Singleton asked me if I was okay, which made it worse. I wanted him to think I was okay, I just couldn’t do it convincingly. He took my license and registration and told me he’d be right back. A million thoughts raced through my mind during the few short minutes he was sitting in his patrol car, which felt like hours. When he returned, he told me I would be receiving a warning which led to me bursting into tears.

Why did he give me a warning? I didn’t deserve it anymore than the next person, but he gave me one anyways. He told me I shouldn’t be upset because after all, the Lord woke me up this morning. Wow! He was right. He added that tomorrow is either going to be better than today or worse, but I at least had a 50/50 shot.

He might have pulled me over to slow me down on the road, but God was telling me to slow down on life. I started out my week by worrying about my to do list. I was in such a rush that I was forgetting to slow down and enjoy my last week at the preschool.

Thank you, Officer Singleton. You didn’t have to say what you did or let me off with a warning, but you decided to make a positive difference in someone’s life. You may never know the impact you had on me, but you changed my perspective, allowing me to make the most of this week of goodbyes.

As an officer, I don’t think you get enough credit for all of the behind the scenes work you do. Not only do you wake up every day and put your life on the line to protect others, but you’re passionate about your job and the people you come in contact with. When you asked if I was okay, it was evident that you truly cared. I wont forget the kindness you showed and the wisdom you provided. To the Man in Blue, I thank you.

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It’s not me, it’s you


I get it: everyone is busy these days, but at what point do we cut ties with our friends? After having a child shortly after college, I saw a dramatic drop in the amount of friends I had, but I was okay with it. I get that peoples’ lives change and sometimes you just drift apart. I don’t, however, understand how someone is so busy that even a simple response to a text message is just too much.

I am constantly working and trying to keep my ship afloat, so if I take the time out of my day to send you a text or an email, have the courtesy to do the same. I am not asking for a lunch date next week or to hear every detail of your life, but I honestly do care how you’re doing and would like some sort of feedback. By the way, a “like” on Facebook does not count!

I know life can get tough and sometimes you might not want to share what’s going on, but I don’t think that’s a reason to shut someone out. To me, this would seem like a good time to grow closer to the friends you have instead of pushing them away.

I truly value all of my friendships, that’s why it’s so hard for me to let go. Thus, why I keep bugging you in hope of a response. However, I can’t continue to invest in a friendship with no return. It’s not fair, and quite frankly, its exhausting.

No one wants to be the friend on the outside looking in, so today, I am breaking up with you. It’s not me, it’s you. I wish you no harm, but I can’t continue to waste my time on someone who can’t even spare five minutes. As hard as this is for me, I know it’s what’s best. I am over driving myself crazy wondering why you don’t have the time. Who cares? You’ve made it clear you are busy, and I will respect that. I won’t, however, continue to inquire about what is going on in your life. I will always look back and love the times we shared and laughs we had. Enjoy life, just know it goes by quickly.

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