And So It Begins

Tis the season for my life to revolve around phone calls.  Today fire season has officially started up. For the next four months I will be gazing at the phone... waiting on a call.


The Dreadful Call~ This is the first type of phone call. The one that I know is coming but I always dread. This phone call is the infamous reason that we cannot make plans from August- November and February - May. Through many times of disappointment I have learned to not make plans of any kind during these times. If I could tell a new hotshot wife or girlfriend anything it would be to just not make any plans. The disappointment hurts terribly. Just plan on your guy not being around until the off season. Do not set yourself up for failure. Do not allow your plans to hang in the balance of the dreadful phone call. If my husband is at home my stomach always sinks every time his phone rings. As he answers the phone I am staring at him waiting to hear his response. If he is working at the base and he calls me...I answer with "Where are you going" and I dread the words "We are heading out". As soon as I know that he is leaving the calculations begin. I look at the calendar and count the number of days that he could possibly be gone. I look at the holidays, birthdays, weekends he will miss. I am always disappointed. The dreadful call is always so bitter sweet. Although I know that I have those phone calls and his traveling to thank for all the materialistic things that we have and I know that my husband is going to help people in need,  my stingy side wants to keep him here with me... just a little longer.

My Favorite Call~ Although I do not enjoy waiting all day to get a phone call from my husband, when I hear his voice it is all worthwhile. I love hearing from him when he is traveling. I love getting pictures of where he is. When I hear his voice or get a text message it gives me a moment's relief. I know that for that moment I can relax, because all is well. 

The Call We All Hope We Never Get~ Let's face it we have all thought about it. It is something that I do not like to think about, but unfortunately we have to. My heart is still heavy and always will be for the 19 families that had to endure this phone call just last month. I cannot imagine. It is a terrible feeling to have a weird number pop up on your caller ID when your husband is fighting a wild fire. My first thought is always "oh no what has happened." Thankfully it has always been some silly telemarketer. Another no good, awful feeling is not hearing from him for a long period of time and trying and trying to call him with no answer. These are the moments that we beg and plead with God to just let them be OK! I cannot imagine what this fearful phone call feels like and I hope I never know.

The next four months will be a stressful time in the Wilson household as it will many others. We will be a little on edge. I will probably be depressed for a few days and it will take some time for me to adjust. I may even shed a few tears. However; we will do it. We will battle through. We will divide and conquer. Because that is what we do. 

Happy fire season ladies!


Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.
For I the Lord thy God will hold thy right hand, saying unto thee, Fear not; I will help thee.
Isaiah 41:10,13