Life with my adrenaline junkie husband as he takes on being a police officer and we take on being new parents.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
My heart goes out to the people affected by yesterday’s tornadoes in Oklahoma. The sadness. The loss. The innocent little kids in that elementary school. Devastating.
Whenever tragedy like this strikes, of course I am thinking of the victims, but I also pause to think of the first responders. I’ve seen firsthand how something like this can affect the people who are ready to sacrifice their own lives to save others, and who work tirelessly to dig through rubble and try to find survivors. It’s a shocking experience that will never leave them.
Last year, JD responded to a call where two kids who had been fishing with their uncle fell into the river and were immediately pulled under by the current. He was first on scene and didn’t think twice about diving into the frigid, fast-moving water to try to save them. The truth is, by the time he arrived, it was probably too late, but that didn’t stop him. I never blogged about it because it was something he didn’t like talking about. It haunted him for weeks. Maybe it even still haunts him now, I don’t know. My point is that I saw how hard that incident was for him, and when I see those first responders digging through the aftermath of a disaster like yesterday's tornadoes, I know how hard it must be for them, and how hard it will continue to be for a while.
So please, whether you pray or simply send a healing thought that way, don't forget to include the first responders.