Monday evening I went with Joey to the Academy orientation. Let me set the stage: We walked in to a completely quiet room halfway full of extremely nervous, well dressed men and women. At exactly 10 seconds before 6pm, 4 high ranking police officers entered the room. At exactly 6 o'clock, they began their very strict presentation, only stopping to reprimand the 3 people the walked in late - 3 separate times.
I thought I was going to wet to pants. Those poor people!
When the orientation was over, I needed a stiff drink. I was a nervous wreck! Joey, on the other hand, was pumped out of his mind! He loved every second of it.
And I love him. Every bit of him. Even though there's a little bit less of him now.
He's spent the entire week getting his uniforms ready, purchasing all of his gear, and getting prepared for Monday. It's going to be seriously intense, but he's as ready as he can be.
And I'm so proud of him.
Joey, I love you more than you'll ever know. Good luck, and never forget how you got here. When times get tough - which they will - God will sustain you.
I love you baby!