I am a police dispatcher. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE the people I work with, and I love the calls where I can make a positive difference. But for every call that ends on a really bright note, there are many more that do not. I guess that is just the nature of the job. During the roughest shifts, I am just thankful that this is my JOB. I am getting paid to do my part to try to make things better and right. For the people we are trying to help, these tragedies are their LIVES. After 10 years of this, I keep thinking that I can't handle one more fatal crash. Or one more DUI that seriously injures an innocent victim. Or, or, or.... But at the end of a ten hour shift, I go home to my Roxy puppy. All is well and calm. My family is safe and relatively sane. I know that I love them, and that I am loved. I don't love every moment of my job, but it has certainly taught me to be more grateful for all of the many, many blessings I have in my life! Wow. Thanks for letting me vent! |