Different Kind of Morning for Me Today.

I'm still shaking.

It began normally, wake up a minute before the alarm goes off, get ready for work/school. Out the door fairly quick. Hesitate before I drive away to yell at the cats that seem to want to make my yard their home.

Drive down the road, hang a right....all normal

But just a bit down that street, I notice smoke... a LOT of smoke drifting over the road. It's coming from one street over to my left. Between the houses. I try to see where it is coming from and notice a fair large fire... It's all houses over there and NO ONE burns that EARLY in the morning (6am).

So I drive quickly to the next cross street and then up that road. Now I must mention that a truck was coming off of that road.

I drive up the street to the house that ....yes is beginning to burn. No one around.

I of course call 911 and begin to yell at the house as soon as I'm out of my van. I must have been very loud because the door opened after the second yell. The door opened and I was yelling "GET OUT! YOUR HOUSE IS ON FIRE!" And I swear it was not 20 seconds before people began to come out of the house; three actually came out of the house but I could see there was a man (in just his undies) still in the house kind of ....well it looked like he was trying to figure out what to put on. He never came out while I was there. It was the woman (the others looked like teenagers) that worked to put out the fire.

By now the police were there. It looked like someone plugged in an extension cord in the outside plug to something on the side of the house and it either over heated or somehow caught something on fire. I left as soon as the police arrived. I did so because there was nothing I could do anymore and I did not want to be in the way when the fire trucks came (nor blocked in).

Ok, so there is the basic set up of what happened this morning.

Now here is why I'm so upset and shaking.

While on the phone with the 911 operator, I could hear her talking with both the police and the fire department. It seemed like someone had already called in the fire. So if they were close enough to call, why did they not try to wake up the family?

This brought back some bad memories of when my apartments caught fire and the guy that was "cooking meth" that started the fire; did NOT try to wake up anyone. He just removed all his things and moved his truck (and hid the evidence). It was someone who woke up and saw the flames that woke everyone up.

The second thing that bothers me is the thought that I literally "could have" had lives literally in my hand. I could have just driven on and not bothered to go see what was going on. (Since that other fire, I cannot do that; I have to see the source of the fire....do you know how many leaf litter fires I've tracked down? lol)

And that is what bothers me. The thought that people could have died IF I had ignored that smoke. Because believe me, they had no clue and the fire was all over one side of their home.

And all that led me to me. I moan and groan and bitch about how the gene pool needs to be 'thinned' and how evil people should just be put out of 'our' misery. I think of all those I would zap if I had the super power of zapping. Someone in that house may have been one of those people I would have zapped out of existence.

But at that moment, all I wanted was everyone out and safe. Nothing else mattered. Not their bad deeds or good deeds. Just their lives.

I do not think I can properly express all the thoughts and emotions that went through me this morning in those few moments after I had left and the reality of all of it began to settle in my brain.

I'm thankful I may have been used to help save some lives. Who knows, they may have woken up in time and gotten out.

I'm humbled by the fragility of life. I'm humbled by the actions of the woman who fought to save her home. I'm saddened by the man who fumbled around inside the house in his undies and how he finally found a blanket to wrap up in but still did not come out.

I'm heartened by the teens who I saw trying to help the woman put the flames out.

I'm guessing that it was the man who left whatever it was that was plugged in -plugged in.

I'm refreshed...yes I know that is a weird emotion, but it is as close and I can think of right now; by how blue the sky is this morning, how sweet the air is that I breathe in, how warm the first rays of sunlight were, how silly the squirrels were this morning when they did their "danger cry" that sounds like they are farting really loud (I promise that is EXACTLY what it sounded like: a washboard fart), and peaceful knowing I cannot stand by and do nothing when the situation calls for action.

Nothing like an early morning fire to jerk your priorities and self-examination in line.

I hope YOU have a great day! "Make it so"