I can remember watching in awe as William Shatner narrated the recreated scenes of 911 calls from across the country. Survivors of harrowing car crashes, landslides and the like were interviewed, the dispatchers who took the calls were thanked, and I, somewhere in my subconscious 10 year old self, determined that was one of the coolest things ever.
Now, more than a decade and a half later, I'm a rescuer. I'm on the ambulance and in the ER. I have a citation from the town in which I volunteer and I just won a "Community Hero" award.
Wait, what?
Normally I just take it as a day by day, this is what I do, yeah, of course, sort of thing. But every now and again it blows me away. I'm grateful to be involved in something that makes a real difference. I love what I do and the people with whom I work, and I wouldn't trade it for anything.
