John made the transition into the chief's role at FBFD amid significant difficulties, tension, and personnel issues. To say that it was a rough season within the department was an understatement. There was quite a mess to clean up, and once some of those issues were sorted out, his mission became figuring out how to start from a clean slate

At the time I first launched this website, I never could have imagined that in a few short years, I would be navigating the devastating loss of my husband, John.  I had started this website with the intention of offering support services, resources, and information that would help to first responders that were navigating through the dark shadows of loss and trauma. 

Grateful, Thankful, Appreciative. I am not sure that there are any other words that I could use that would describe this past year in a...

The third week of Advent focuses on joy. Many people equate joy with happiness and that these two words are interchangeable. But, joy is...

Waiting for the Dark Darkness is all around me; thick, impenetrable darkness is everywhere. Job 23:17 For several days, multiple times a...

Here we are, already at the end of January 2021. How did this month fly by this quickly? For those of us working in the emergency...

My eyes sprung open at the sound of people talking. I shut my eyes tight and then opened them wide to try and see where the voices were...

It’s December 1st…of 2020…one of the hardest years we have been through in recent memory.⁣ At midnight last night, I sighed a bit of...

When I was a twenty-two-year-old rookie firefighter standing in the devastation of this fire and what was left of the life I had dreamed about since I was a child, I had no idea that the Lord was forging my heart with the fire of indescribable pain, suffering, loss, and trauma so that one day I could stand steadfastly beside others that were overcome by some of the most unspeakable, unimaginable tragedies. 9/11 I had no idea that only a few short years later, after crawling

The dark of the night was starting to settle in as we pulled up in front of the house.  The continuous pulse of the red and white strobe...

I was sitting on a physician’s stool in the corner of trauma bay 2 at the local hospital emergency room. My fingers interlaced tightly, I...