Absent

I am obviously not very good at writing on here very consistently and I'm not all that sorry about it. I just get caught up in my life and the details of it. The people, the love, the excitement and the adventure.

This morning, I woke up to my phone going off. I had recieved a text message from Scott saying that there was fire at his apartment building and that the building right next door to his is completely gone, but he and the kids are OK. SCARY and not something you can sleep well after reading.

Apparently though, everything is fine, someone brought there bbq inside... I know right?! Fucking dumb ass. The kids think it's awesome though because there are fire trucks and police cars and news vehicles everywhere. Scott couldn't get his car out so I am sure that he is just enjoying the kids for the day instead of having to work. I feel bad for the people and families in the other building but there isn't anything I can do about it. I'm just fiercely happy my family is okay.