BA BOOOOOOOM!

Today is one of those days that makes you take a look at your life and realize how thankful you are for what you have and for still having air in your lungs. It was a regular morning this morning, I headed to work like usual, headed to our satellite campus for the first time where I worked a regular day just like normal. It wasn't until 9 o'clock that I realized how different the city was. My supervisor showed up to work to ask if I had heard "the blast". I asked what she was talking about and she proceeded to tell me that the Falk building had exploded and that the concussion from the explosion (roughly a mile from her house) was great enough to shake pictures off her wall and shock her husband into thinking that their boiler may have exploded or that a truck had crashed into their house. Turns out that the concussion was so great that the blast was heard and felt ten-fifteen miles from the blast site. My fiance was working about fifteen miles away at his job where his co-workers felt the blast. There were three confirmed people that lost their lives today, and others in serious and critical condition, but it was more my fiance and my roommate that got me thinking. Both of them called me and left messages on my voicemail checking on me and to see how things were going at the clinic. I didn't get their messages until well after five, but I they made me think. In the midst of a crazy day I realized that I had people who cared about me and that they were concerned for me and praying for my well-being. They knew that I worked close to the explosion and they were checking to make sure that everything was alright. It took one phone call, but it made a difference. It made me think of how many times I have not called someone when I was thinking about them, and I wonder how much it would have meant to have just called them to let them know that I was checking on them. It's good to call the ones you care about. It's good to let them know that you care.