A few days back I posted about how EMS folks are a family. We would go to war for each other.
I know you're reading this.
Let the people who love and adore you help you out. Don't be too proud. Let us be there for you. Don't shut us out. Don't tell us you're fine. Vent. Vent again. VENT EVEN MORE.
This thing... this brotherhood/sisterhood that we're in... I can't explain it. All I can attest to is that it is what it is. You're stuck with me. You're stuck with all of us. Deal with it.
And remember I love ya.
To you. You know who you are.
Posted by Epijunky at 5/21/2008 02:24:00 AM
Labels: EMS
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Whoever it's for is lucky to have you.
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