It's all Fun and Games Until Someone Loses Their Life
Today at work was bad. Really bad. It made me question why I do what I do. I usually have a fun job, doing light and cute assignments. Occasionally if no one else is available, I'm called on to help out, because the bosses know I can do whatever the need me to do.
After getting pulled from a story about a local author getting published, I had to rush to the scene of a house fire. Flash forward a few hours, and the home is still smoldering, I'm standing there, 15 feet away from grieving family members who not only just lost their house, but also a loved one. The victim, a 33-year old woman died while trying to help her small children escape. They did. She did not. Fourteen people lived in that house, including kids of all ages. The worst was when I looked over and saw a girl in tears screaming, "I can't believe Mom's gone!" I wanted to crawl in a hole.
I've been doing this for nearly a decade now, so I should be used to it, but again I'm not typically covering these types of stories.
Ah well...tomorrow is another day.
Till then...
"W"
posted by "W" @ 9:00 PM
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3 Comments:
I'm sorry. That had to have been horrible.
*hugs*
Hey W,
Very very sad indeed....not only the fire and loss of life, which is always tragic. But even moreso....because you were there. Observers always have their own stories and emotions. Thinking about you today....and always.
I don't think you ever really get used to that sort of tragedy, no matter if it is your job.
You're a good man, "W"...I wouldn't expect you to not be affected by something like that.
Big hugs,
Dirk
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