Fireman's Wife

So for those of you who don't know... my hubby is working on becoming a fireman. IN FACT- he's basically a shoe-in for this awesome internship program up north of here. He's currently working as an EMT, and he's so great at it. I am so very proud of him and everything that he's done and what he wants to do.

It seems that now that he's in the running for a position- I've been doing some thinking about what all my new role will entail and what to expect... so I've come to a few conclusions...
- My husband will be facing danger at basically every call he responds to.
- Each time I tell him good bye- there will ALWAYS be that chance it will be the last.
- Once dry season comes- Eva and I will be by ourselves for weeks at a time.
- He has no reservations about running into a burning building risking his life to help someone else.
- He has got one of the biggest hearts of anyone I know
- I could not be more proud of him.


I know that there are thousands of wives who deal with this same issue, and have been for thousands of years. But I can't help but wonder how they have dealt with being in this role. It will be much simpler since we're in the "age of instant communication"... but I cannot imagine what it must've been like to just be waiting at home for him to return... then hearing days later that he will never walk through the door.
I can't help but feel like I should take the time now to appreciate our time together, and make it a point to always let him know how much I love him and how proud I am of him.

I guess my point today is to appreciate your husband. Never take for granted those mornings when you've got that extra few minutes to lay in bed with his arms wrapped around you. I've got to do a better job of appreciating that!