Life as a Fire Wife

It’s 2:30 a.m. and nothing can be heard in our house except for the faint hum of the furnace and pupper’s snores. Beep beep beep! Jimmy’s miniter goes off and I shoot up in bed, heart racing. Ugh. Another fire call. Another rudely awakened sleep. “Gotta go, I love you!” He yells as he scrambles to get dressed. It’s 5:30 p.m. and I just sat … Continue reading Life as a Fire Wife