Those of you ladies who are married to a firefighter, know that feeling you get when your husband is at a fire.... Sitting there, listening to the pager to make sure all is going well. Wether it is a small dryer fire, like tonight, or a fully involved house fire, the worry sets in. It is the unknown, I think, that is the worst part. Then, after they get home, they proceed to tell you all these "exciting" things that happened. However, I don't get quite as "excited" about hearing that one of the guys fell through the second floor, or that he ran out of air and had to run out if the house... It just makes me worry about him that much more. Will he make it out of the house next time? Will he be the next one to fall through the floor?
It has definitely taught me a few things. I have to have faith that god will watch over him. I have to be patient. And I have to be positive and excited for him.
Last time, my husband got home at like 4:00 am and I was asleep! Lol. I guess I know if I go to sleep, I don't have to worry and he will wake me up when he is safe at home. He thinks I go to sleep because I'm not worried about him. He is wrong because I am CrAzY about him and worry about him all the time.
So here's to all my fellow fire wives! Hang in there and just be proud and support your spouse in his heroic endeavors!
Good night!
