Too Hot to Handle: A Word of Thanks

Thursday, October 27, 2011

A Word of Thanks

I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you. We are at our one year mark with this crazy life. Thanks to everyone who reads my rantings, ramblings and ravings. Thanks to everyone who takes a moment to let me know I am not alone in this fire world. Thanks to all the fire wives who post their experiences on their blogs. Fire Life is a far cry from the educational world. Most of our friends and family just don't get it. It is just a nice feeling to know I am not alone even when it seems like I am.

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KyFireWifeOctober 27, 2011 at 12:22 PM
Has it only been a year? You sound like an old pro! :) Congrats to you both on making it!
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Stacie, A Firefighter's WifeOctober 29, 2011 at 7:27 PM
This is a strange life, but it works for me most of the time. I like the shift work. It's the 24 hour overtime shifts that make me cringe!

Have a blessed day!
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I AM

Taken from "The Fireman's Wife" by Susan Farren

I am thank ful. This has not always been an easy walk for me.

I am disappointed. We have missed family gatherings, weddings, dinner engagements, birthday parties, and holidays because of shift schedules and overtime.

I am patient. There have been dinners spent at the firehouse waiting for Daddy to return from a call while the kids get cranky and the food gets cold.

I am nervous. I awake at 3:00 A.M. hearing creaks in the house and don't have the comfort of my husband beside me.

I am tired. The house is full of sick kids and there is no relief in site because Daddy is on a seventy-two-hour shift.

I am jealous. Jealous of all the women whose husbands came home at 5:00 P.M. to have dinner and hold them at the end of their day.

I am worried. I worry that he may not come home one day. This I try to tuck away.

I am content. We have decided to give up my career so I can stay home and raise our children. We no longer have an abundance of money or things. It is the greatest freedom I have ever known.

I am incompetent.There was a time when I considered myself moderately intelligent. I now struggle to remember where I left my car keys, the diaper bag, and, occasionally, the baby.

I am waiting. Knowing the phone may one day ring for me.

I am doubting. Doubting that God hears all my prayers. Doubting I am the kind of wife and mother He needs me to be.

I am trusting. Trusting that my husband will come home again.

I am confident, I am embarrassed, I am lonely, I am surprised, I am overworked, I am underpaid.

I am...The Fireman's Wife.