Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Emergency Sirens

My office is at Walnut and College, the third floor corner office of Lela Raney Wood Hall. It also sits about four blocks from Boone Hospital Center. I hear sirens all the time. For the past couple of months, every time an ambulance screams in my ear, my eyes instinctively well up with tears and at times I just sob. All I can think of is my brother's last ride while EMTs begged for a heart beat. Yesterday when I heard heard the sirens, I heard them, and hoped that the person transported would be okay.

Grief, frankly, is a lonely and self-absorbed place to be.

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