Hello my Friend.
I hope this note finds you and your loved ones well. The weather in the northeast is turning cooler. The leaves will soon turn into the most beautiful shades of red and yellow. I believe fall to be my favorite season of all.
How I miss my family in Norway , and the coast. Sometimes it feels like my throat closes. And my heart threatens to break. Thank God, I have my daughter, which helps me with the rare but searingly painful moments.
Wow, She just started her Junior year in Highschool and works her first Job. How did this happen?
Time flies, I remember her birth just like it was yesterday.
Greetings from Miami, Fl...
Thank you and welcome aboard as my friend here in the community. I hope that you and yours are well. Especially since the devestating tornado outbreak, just a few days ago up there.
Do take care and watch your 6'..
about 8 years ago
Thanx for accepting my invitation! Have a great week!
I am the voice that calms the mother into breathing life back into her infant son.
I am the invisible hand that holds and comforts the elderly man who woke up this morning
to find his wife of 50 years has passed away during the night.
I am the friend who talks the disgruntled teenager out of ending her own life.
I sent help when you had your first automobile accident.
I am the one who tries to obtain the information from callers to ensure that the scene is safe
for those I dispatch to emergencies - all the while anticipating the worst and hoping for the best.
I am the psychologist who readily adapts my language and tone of voice to serve the
needs of my callers with compassion and understanding.
I am the ears that listen to the needs of all those I serve.
I have heard the screams of faceless people I never will meet nor forget.
I have cried at the atrocities of mankind and rejoiced at the miracles of life.
I was there, though unseen by my comrades in the field during the most trying emergencies.
I have tried to visualize the scene to coincide with the voices I heard.
I usually am not privy to the outcome of a call, and so I wonder...
I am the one who works weekends, strange shifts and holidays.
Children do not say they want my job when they grow up. Yet, I am at this vocation by choice.
Those I help do not call back to say thank you.
Still there is comfort in the challenge, integrity, and purpose of my employment.
I am thankful to provide such a meaningful service.
I am a mother, father, sister, brother, son or daughter.
I am where you need me and still here when you don't.
My office is never empty, and the work here is never done.
I am always on call.
The training is strenuous, demanding and endless.
No two days at work are ever the same.