So it's about 11:10 on a Thursday. at the Fire Station, just got back from a call. Since I joined this site, I've been dwelling on the thought"why do I do what I do?" Why? There's no easy answer to the question. No pithy little catch phrase...no smart ass comment.
Not sure how to sum up an answer to a profound question. It deserves more. The idea of it.
I guess I can partition my answers to parts of my life.
My wife. I married her because she was (and is) the first woman I've ever known who makes me want to live a simple, but meaningful life. I want to see what the future holds for us.
My work. I'm a firefighter because it's the first job I've ever had where I look in the mirror in the morning and know that even if I don't leave the station all shift, I still make a difference. It's the best career anyone could possibly have. An extended family.
Being a Paramedic is the other side of that coin. Whether it's a stubbed toe or a heart attack, I still give the same level of care. I still love helping people, even though I should be a complete burn out by now.
Anyway, I'll try to come up with a better answer to the question ltr...