...it makes you appreciate how good your life really is.
Today, about 100 people in a nearby neighborhood lost their homes to a devastating fire, one week before Christmas. They left for work in the morning and came home to smoking rubble.
I imagine if this ever happened to me and I have trouble breathing... I would eventually recuperate from the material loss (I think... not sure though cuz some precious things can never be replaced) but to imagine my furkids trapped in a burning building while I didn't know or couldn't do anything to save them?
I'd have to be institutionalized for a mental breakdown.
Gone to pet and cuddle my kids now.
G'nite.
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(hugs)
and more (hugs).
When we found the overheated sewing machine and the scorch in the carpet, I had a breakdown. It wasn't the things I was worried about, it was Bear, the dogs and the cat. Everything else can be replaced but not them.
Yeah. You girls get me. Sigh.
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