driftingwithoutananchor: keepmywolvesinthedark: jazzumon: taconoms:uni-t-e-a:amroyounes: Time to sh

driftingwithoutananchor:

keepmywolvesinthedark:

jazzumon:

taconoms:

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amroyounes:

Time to show some love and appreciate these heroes.

Firefighters are some badass mutha fuckas

firefighters are incredibly under appreciated, this is sadly the first appreciation post to them and we need more of these, they literally walk through hell to pick up people and pull them out, and they save animals, treating all like humans, i have never heard of a firefighter that has chosen not to save someone for there race or sex or sexuality or anything, a human is a human and an animal is an animal, i love these people and they don’t deserve to be ignored as much as they are

I will reblog this eight billion times. Firefighters are fucking heroes.

Always nice to be appreciated

My dad retired in 2009 after working 25 years as a firefighter/paramedic. So up until I was 24, my dad worked 3 24 hour shifts during a 5 day span, would be home for 4 days, and then start again. My dad worked every other Christmas, every other birthday, every other Father’s Day, you get the picture. I remember him getting emotional once over a particular call. A little boy was jumping on his bed, fell off, and suffered head trauma. He passed away the next day. I think he must have been my age at the time. What bothered my dad the most about it was he was doing what little boys are supposed to do.

These men and women witness us at our most vulnerable, and yet little thanks is given to them for a job well-done. Lawmakers take away their funding, their pension, their overtime, and yet they still perform at their best using the resources made available to them.

I’ve been on Tumblr for almost 2 years and this is the first firefighter appreciation post I’ve come across in that time. To say that I am sad is an understatement. These people sacrifice time with their loved ones to take care of us in our most desperate of situations. They’re the first to respond to trauma, sift through the mess, stabilize the survivors, give a coherent report to the ER nurse/doctor, write the same report for their records, text back their spouses, sing a lullaby over the phone, and MAYBE find some leftovers in the fridge from the dinner they got up from when the bell rang 3 hours ago.

Maybe we need to stop focusing on the hate the general public has for cops and channel that to show some love to ALL the public servants who give so much of their time, energy, blood, sweat, and tears.