One year. Twelve months of pure love. ❤️ I still remember the day I first held my son in my arms. I was in uniform, on duty, but in that moment, I truly understood what “to protect and serve” really means.
One year.Twelve months of pure love, chaos, lessons — and grace. ❤️ I still remember that day like it was yesterday.The world outside was loud — sirens, radios, dispatch chatter …
One year. Twelve months of pure love. ❤️ I still remember the day I first held my son in my arms. I was in uniform, on duty, but in that moment, I truly understood what “to protect and serve” really means. Read More