I think of you often, especially when I do get overwhelmed. You truly are my MM and my Mama has no issues with it. It breaks my heart when I see little children crying because their blanket has been destroyed. It is time for nap or bedtime, in a very strange place for them. They are scared, heck I am scared and lots older. I can reach out to all of you in the middle of the night and of course my own parent's and brother. Get comfort, laughter, makeup hugs. The children break my heart, especially the little ones. On the other hand the pre teens and teenagers, yes, especially girls I just wanna bitch slap. The pre teen boys and teenagers step up to the plate. The girls, and the manner in which they speak to their parent's. I don't have the balls to speak to my parent's in that manner and I am a heck lot older then them. Then when are just bullies, this one super obnoxious teen girl around 13 threaten me because I would not give her my phone to play Candy Crush or whatever the latest dumb game is the rage. We can be fired and sent home ASAP if we share our phones. Based on if you do for one you must do for all. Or the smoke up Johnny with the same age group and no I am not talking regular ciggs. The parent's then have no issues since after all their children are stressed. Are you kidding me???
The widowed man in his later years, crying over the loss of his favorite photo of his late wife. I admire the mental health team who are there for these people. I sure the heck couldn't do what they do!
Think of being woken in the middle of the night and given literally minutes to leave your home. Then realize you have nothing. As in simple thing like underwear, hair brush, they are often in their bed clothes and no shoes. Then the family pets. Normally I work fires that nothing but vacant land is up in flames. This one it is houses upon houses. I think this is the hardest fire I have ever worked.
Done with my rant....sorry.