Every chance he gets, my son runs out to the field.
If he can’t get there, he turns the living room into his training ground, dribbling, practicing footwork, or perfecting his kicks off the wall (much to my sanity’s dismay).
No one has to remind him. No one has to push. He begs to go.
His passion rolls like the ball he’s constantly chasing—always moving, never idle, finding a way to keep spinning even when the space is tight.
And it’s in those moments, as I watch him chase what he loves, that I’m reminded of something deeper:
he’s more than a soccer player.
Yes, the sport lights him up. It gives him focus, structure, and confidence. But what moves me most isn’t the title or the role, it’s the character behind it.
It’s his consistency. His drive. His commitment to keep showing up.
It’s his love for the work no one else sees, the hours of repetition, the grit when no one is clapping.
Those qualities are what make him who he is.
And one day, the role of “soccer player” may fade—maybe through injury, age, or shifting dreams—but those values will carry him wherever he goes.
Because the ball might stop rolling on the field, but the heart behind it never does.
The Same Is True for Us
As women, especially mothers and first responder spouses, it’s easy to lose sight of where our identity ends and our roles begin.
We wear titles like mom, wife, support system, caretaker, volunteer, professional, and first responder spouse.
Each role holds purpose. Each matters deeply.
But they are not the sum total of who we are.
Our identity has to reach beyond those titles.
Because the truth is: our roles change.
Our kids grow up.
Our first responders retire.
Jobs shift. Seasons end.
And when they do, if we’ve tied our worth to the title, we can find ourselves standing in the quiet wondering, Who am I now?
Rooted in Who We Are
Our roles are expressions of who we are, but they should never define us.
We are not the job. We are not the title.
We are the passion, the heart, the strength, and the purpose behind it.
That’s why it’s so important, especially for us, the ones holding it all together behind the scenes, to make time to know ourselves outside of the uniform, the badge, the motherhood, or the work.
To ask:
What sets my soul on fire?
What brings me peace?
What values do I live by when no one is watching?
What dreams still whisper to me when the world is quiet?
Those answers—that’s who you are.
And that identity, unlike any role, won’t retire, age out, or shift with the season.
It will grow with you. It will anchor you.
Take a moment today to ask yourself:
If every role and title were stripped away, who would I still be?
Then, start nurturing her.
Because the ball may stop rolling on the field,
but your spirit, the one that keeps showing up, loving deeply, and living with purpose—
was never meant to stop.
If this message speaks to your heart, I invite you to explore my book, Silent Warriors: The Guardians Behind the Badge. It’s a love letter to the unseen strength of first responder spouses, the ones who hold the line behind the line. Through stories, reflection, and truth, it’s a reminder that who we are runs deeper than any role we play.
Find encouragement, connection, and renewal within its pages.
Because just like the ball that never stops rolling, your spirit was made to keep moving forward.








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