Missing The Concerned
23 06 2008Saturday evening I was talking to a good friend of mine, Linda - Shes been a second mother to me for a long time. I was telling her I was talking to a friend of mine who’s a firefighter about going into firefighting. Instantly she was concerned for my safety - to the point we spent a good five minutes conversing about her concerns.
I have been thinking about this since that moment - it’s been quite a while that I felt that someone showed concern for my safety that felt genuine. I miss it. Linda is going to going to China in about 40 days for the rest of her life and I’m really going to miss her.






