looking at the bright side

Being an optimist doesn’t mean I always think things are rosy.  Two weeks of a giant wildfire terrorizing your community and neighboring towns clearly isn’t a good thing.  But acknowledging the fear (yes, there was a lot of fear and worry), and then trying not to dwell on something I couldn’t change was a daily struggle.  I tried to see the bigger picture.  I saw tremendous acts of caring and giving from people just wanting to help.  And don’t even get me started on the first responders and firefighters.  After being out of my home for 12 days and still under mandatory evacuation, an officer guarding our road escorted me to the house and helped me grab a few things and make sure everything was secure.  When I broke down in tears as the stress of the past few days caught up with me, he said,” I’m not supposed to do this”, and gave me a hug.  That act of kindness will be something I will always remember. We owe so much to these brave men and women… Continue reading