Granite Mountain Hotshots

I have been pondering on this terrible tragedy for days. I have wanted to write, but I just haven't been able to find the words.  I still cannot find the words to express my sympathy for the friends and family of the Granite Mountain Hotshots. I will never find the words...

Every time my husband leaves I have a fear inside of me that he will not come back. Every night since this tragedy I have laid in bed thinking of the women that this terrible fear has become a reality for. The connection that I have felt to these women that I have never met has been unbelievable. I just wish there was something that I could say or do. But I know that there is not.

I think back to every time that Chris has walked back in the door or I have picked him up at the base after being gone on a fire. I am so grateful. I am thankful for every single time and even if I never have anything else to be thankful for I know now that is enough.

I will be holding my husband a little tighter now. I will continue to pray for peace and comfort for the wives, children, parents, family, and friends of the Granite Mountain Hotshots. I will be thankful for every moment that God gives me with my husband and I will continue to be proud to be a hotshot wife.

"They loved what they did. These men worked together. They lived together, they fought fires together, and they died together doing what they loved." -Juliann Ashcraft (Granite Mountain Hotshot Wife)

 This is a link to some short bios of the Granite Mountain Hotshots. Take a moment to find out who they were:
 http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2013/07/02/us/firefighter-victims.html?_r=0