How did I get here?

I never thought I would be a “cop wife.” I grew up thinking I would marry someone who was outdoorsy, or worked in an office doing something boring on a computer. Okay, none of that is true because I never day dreamed about what Prince Charming would do for a living. I just wanted him to hot. Looking back, I didn’t see myself as the type to marry someone with such a high-risk career. I was the risk-taker. I wanted to travel the world and trying everything I could. I got into trouble and broke rules on purpose. In hindsight, another reason to not marry a cop, they are after all,  the rule keepers. 

However, here I am engaged to someone who is in the police academy, and I am not sure how I got there. When I first met my fiance, she told me that she wanted to become a federal agent. My first thought was, how can I convince her to take me with her when she inevitably has to move all over the world? I wanted to keep her in my life forever. How could I make that happen if the FBI ships her off to Prague? I was so naive in my thoughts on how the system worked. I thought she would graduate college and apply and be flown away to a far off place. I soon learned that was not the case at all. You have a get in on the ground level, pay your dues, and move up. I learned that the best place to start is as a police officer. 

After a few weeks of very close friendship, I somehow convinced her she wanted to marry me. We lesbians move fast after all. We got engaged in July of 2018 and moved to Houston in January of 2019. That is where our journey with her becoming a cop began. Well, it actually began in August of 2018, when Bryce applied to a department in Houston, Texas. We wanted to move away from Utah and thought this was the perfect opportunity. In September of 2018, Bryce flew to Texas to do her testing for the department. 

This was an eye-opener for me. I had no idea it was so hard to get hired by a police department. After the whole process of applying and all that paperwork, she then had to fly to Houston and do a Physical Training Exam as well as a written test. Then she went through an interview, psychological exam, medical exam, and polygraph exam. All of which was done in the span of four days. This was very stressful, she was told she passed everything and was sent home while her background investigation was being conducted. This consisted of the BI (background investigator) calling everyone she knew as well as her references. They even called me to ask me questions about her. After all was said and done her BI sent her paperwork up to the chief. At this point we had already moved to Texas in anticipation of her starting with the January class. 

A week later she received an email telling her she had been disqualified. This was a very hard blow. After all, we had moved out here for her to join this specific cadet class. This is the point  where we came to learn that getting into a police department took a few tries. So here we were in a new state, her with no job and no lead of what to do next. It was the beginning of a long road to her becoming a police cadet.