Fire life in the summertime in a beach side town that runs an ambulance is never boring, at least in my view from home. Boredom is never really the issue, it's always more of a longing. Longing for him to... Continue Reading →
Every time I think of the word time, I want to cue Hootie and the Blowfish, "Time." I don't know what it is lately, but time has seemed impossibly hard to come by. Time itself is always moving. Right now,... Continue Reading →
Life As A Fire Wife 