March 1991, two weeks after graduating the LAPD Police Academy I went with my training officer into a Bakers Square Restaurant. For that matter, I had no choice. It was speak only if spoken to and the first and last words out of my filthy sewer will be "sir".. (for some of you this will bring back memories).
Our server, Paris, was so wonderful that three months later we were married. Everyone told us that it would not last and that we were making a huge mistake. You see for the "advisers" in our world, both sides being in perfect alignment, it would have been a mistake for them. But Paris and I pressed on. Only knowing each other for three months had its own share of "growing pains" that presented themselves on a daily basis for the first few years of our marriage. But, I realized early that the only way this was going to go the distance is if both of us were intent on keeping it.
So many times, in the police circles I frequent, was one spouse pulling hard and the other just riding in the others wake. It is very rare to find two people that are as intent on the same goal as one another.
If you do find the proverbial "it", hold on tight and never let go...
I am absolutely blessed, July 29 will be 16 years of marital bliss. Resigning from the LAPD was a true blessing to be able to work along side Paris in the same industry with the same goals and our hierarchy in life having an alike order. God, Family, then everything else.
What happened to Paris and I will not be the advise we give our son's when they get closer to the age of relationships or marriage for that matter. I have run into old couples that have been married for a long time that can't, or choose not to, speak with each other due to the hate and resentment that has built up over a long and war ridden marriage(my parents).
I will keep focused and thank God each and every day for the woman he Blessed me with not so long ago. Never taking her for granted and showing appreciation in every action, to the best of my Human abilities.
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