The fate of 19 courageous young men who literally laid down their lives for all of us is a tragedy beyond words. I believe, though, with all my heart that God was with them at that exact moment, bringing them a comfort we cannot comprehend.
If Brendan wasn't at another location at that exact moment, he too would have perished that day. I'm sure he's experiencing a mourning of his very own in losing his team members, his brothers, his "family." You all did what you were trained to do and you did it for all of us, and for that we are truly grateful and appreciative.
And for all the firefighters and police who put their lives on the line daily to protect us, our homes and our neighborhoods, may God bless and protect you always. And maybe, just maybe, when these tragedies strike, it will open our eyes to not sweat the small stuff in life, to be more compassionate and forgiving to others, and let forgiveness reign in our hearts because, as we can see, we aren't always promised a tomorrow.
Tragedies occur in our lives every day. I guess it's what we do with them that will determine if we are going to make it or not. Let us all, with God's strength and comfort, try to move forward, one day at a time, encouraging one another and helping one another in any way we can.
My heart and my thoughts and prayers to out to all the families and friends and all whose lives have been changed because of this tragedy.