Last night my thoughts were with the five men who were missing, stuck in a vessel on the ocean ground for days, we assumed. Their time was running out -or perhaps already had already run out. It was a search and rescue mission.
Tag: <span>Rescue</span>
If you ever worked with rescue dogs, you will know that they are doing hard work. Searching for survivors after disasters like 9/11, it’s what they are trained for. Their goal is to find as many as possible, as quickly as possible. It’s a race against time. When they can’t find any more survivors, that’s when they continue to search for the remains of victims. It’s hard on them and on their handlers and owners, you can see it in their eyes.
People helping people. The flood has brought them together. There it is, the American spirit that I haven’t seen since the last election.
Of course, I know about the “Rainbow Bridge.” It’s a cute story that is supposed to cheer us up when we lose a furry friend, but until today I didn’t know there was a second part. The second part is for rescued animals and rescuers.
“Help is on its way,” they had told me, right after the crash had happened. I believed them; I knew they would come for me; there was no doubt in my mind.