If you spend very long with me you will find very quickly how proud I am of my husband and the fact that he is a firefighter. At first it was scary, and I definitely still have my moments, but what outweighs all of that is how proud I am of him for wanting to serve - and how excited he gets talking about a recent fire. He is truly passionate about what he does, and as his wife I love to see him doing what he loves! I love that I can immediately tell by the tone of his voice on the phone, or when he gets home in the mornings if he has caught a fire on shift. This last Tuesday I heard that tone. He said, "I'm pulling up to a huge fire, go outside and you can probably see the smoke." Sure enough, I saw the billowing smoke coming over the rooftops in our neighborhood. He was excited about being called to that fire, and wanted me to know. I asked him to be safe, we hung up, and I said an extra prayer for him. Not only did he get to fight the fire, he got to go up on the 50 ft. aerial ladder for the first time. I think he had a lot of fun, and he was safe and so we're both happy. :) I'm obviously proud of him, so I wanted to share a picture that one of the guys took of Brad helping put out the fire.
That's Brad at the top of the ladder, although you obviously can't see his face.
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