Everybody else’s lights

Leanna’s Family made her this while she was at work.

Its a lonely time for the cops, firefighters, dispatchers and medics. Our homes and families are miles away, the Christmas lights we spent our days off perfecting shining for everybody but us.

The people behind the lights are the reason we find ourselves out in the cold, patroling the streets, answering the bell and keeping the neighborhood as safe as we can.

It’s Christmas time, and even though we had to leave our homes behind we bring some lights with us. We ride through neighborhoods not our own, our lights illumitating the way, flashes of red and blue bouncing back at us, reflections from darkened windows, crisp sirens piercing the silent night.

I love Christmas lights. I love the way they look. I love the way they make me feel when I look at them. I love leaving my house at four in the afternoon and turning them on, knowing full well I won’t be home till long after the timer turns them off.

I used to only turn them on when I was home to enjoy them. Then I realized the lights aren’t about me, or even for me. The lights are for everybody, just like everybody else’s lights are for me.

I’m glad I realized that, it makes me like the lights even more.

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