Monday Morning Fire

While enjoying our first cup of coffee, we began hearing some commotion outside…a rig was on fire. The police were there in a minute, but the fire department was a long wait for them to get there. The smoke changed from white, then gray, then black, then the flames when the fire department finally came on the scene. Neighbors moved their rigs and vehicles away from the flaming one, while others turned their hoses onto the area. The owners, we soon found out were not in their rig, instead, she had taken her husband to the hospital earlier.

When something like this happens, first, thankful there was nobody in it, then the gratefulness that it was not us rushes through my body, then the inquisitiveness of wondering if somehow this could have been avoided and what is it that we can do to prevent this from happening to our rig. All of these thoughts and more rush through our thoughts and we again are grateful for all we do have.

Then other thoughts begin to trickle in, being true to yourself…something we continue to work on. We still have it in our heads that we have to please everyone else and do what would make us look good in others opinions which changes who we are. So this is still an issue with us but something we are becoming much more comfortable in doing more everyday.

This morning was one of those times, my first response about things like the events this morning is to grab my cameras and begin snapping shots and videoing. Instead, I felt as if it was the wrong thing to do, I did get some video in but my forte is still shots and I allowed my thinking to stink up my thoughts. Anyway, I did get some photos but the point I was making was that before I could take them, I had to go a few rounds with my always fighting inner dialogue. There are times, I wish I could get out of my own head and just live my life the way I truly want to and stop worrying over what others think.