Senses

Our senses amaze me, the way the brain works to pick up so much going on. The ears and the way they can recognize a voice they haven't heard in months, the eyes and the way someone looks is burned into your memory, your nose and the way a simple fragrence brings back so many memories and feelings, and the lips, that so easily remember the kisses they've had. The way your skin ripples and curves to remember an embrace of comfort. So many memories are stored in our senses. Sitting out here on my back porch finishing off a cigarette, the smell reminding me of many good times I've had with friends down at the station. The smell of laundry dryer sheets floating in the breeze reminds me of good times at work, and the closeness I've had to people. The warm summer air and the way it blows on my skin and reminds me of warm nights under the stars....

The scream of the sirens

Most days I love the Blair of the siren going off and the adrenaline rush of jumping into your gear and hopping on a fire truck screaming off to a house fire or car accident. I'm always up for a little hose action or prying if metal. Tonight I found myself at home in the back of the Medic, I really enjoy it back here. All the different possibilities of calls. Screaming moms, belligerent fighters, and scared children. I love it all Fire and EMS is what I want to do! I love my coworkers and friends, they are all my family! I just hope one day I don't have to make a choice between fire or EMS. #fire4life #medic4life