My Job Hits Home, Literally.

Well, what a day! It started out fairly normal. I drove my kids to my parents house for our weekly visit. My mom and I decided to go to a antique mall in a nearby city. My dad agreed to watch my older two kids and we headed out. About and hour into shopping my dad called and said we better get back to the house, there had been a fire. He played it off as if just the back porch area had caught on fire. I knew my dad downplayed things quite often so I called my work and they advised me the house was fully engulfed. What a strange feeling. I deal with stuff on a daily basis but when you are standing in front of your childhood home it is so totally different. I am so fortunate my kids got out safely. Even sitting here writing this all the "what ifs" go through my head. I can't imagine all the possible scenarios. Here is what the local paper had to write about it. Click Here. They are much better writers than me. Also check out my sisters blog, she has some great pictures.