There will always be those people that never ever leave.
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.” C.S. Lewis
"Some friendships do not last, but some friends are more loyal than brothers." - Proverbs 18:24
Last week I turned in my nine page course reflection paper I did for my psychology class, I went to our Thursday night meeting at the department, I got up early like I do every Friday, worked out, got my coffee at Southern Reflections, went to work, made the lunch run for everyone like always, laughed with all of the goofy ladies at the candy store, then went home to get ready to run a shift at the station. I was a little later than usual getting home. It was already about six before I was changing into my uniform. Then at 6:18 our tones went off for a wreck off of Modaus. I went en route and tried to get there as quick as possible. As soon as I pulled up on scene I heard our Lieutenant call for back-up from a neighboring department.
I can't say much about it, but Friday was a terrible night to say the least. I don't really know that much about anything. But I do know that after this weekend, I am more proud than I have ever been.
I am proud of our guys in our department. They took control and did exactly what you should do in those situations. They are amazing. They were calm and brave and strong. We all were. I am blessed to get to be a part of something so great.
I am proud to be an Austin Black Bear. After word got out that the two who were killed in the wreck were students at Austin, Facebook and Twitter started blowing up, people were coming together and praying like crazy, doors were opened for students, faculty and family to come and talk and grieve and just hug each other all over Decatur. I am proud that I live in a city and went to a school with so many good people. This has brought people together like nothing I have ever seen before.
I am proud that my brothers and I could go to Bailey's, and soon Nick's, funeral as a family who care about the people we help everyday.
I am EXTREMELY proud of Elise. She is officially the strongest most beautiful girl I know.
I am proud of Bailey and Nick, who are leaving behind a legacy that everyone will feel probably for the rest of their life. I have heard more God stories in the past few days than ever. The circumstances are awful, but I think that is what they would have wanted.