I was so tired last night. I still haven’t caught up on sleep and I was so excited to go to bed early.
An hour and a half into beautiful sleep...smoke alarms start going off in my house. I fly out of bed, my dog starts barking, kids are freaking out.
I don’t smell any smoke. Everything is normal except for the piercing sound of the smoke alarm.
And then I remembered...long before our many travels, I noticed the smoke alarm in Brandon’s room had been blinking.
“I’ll change the battery later...”
Never did. And I pridefully ignored the chirp of the alarm as I went to bed thinking, “I’m too tired, I’ll change it in the morning...”
With the kids panicking and my daughter convinced something is on fire, I call 911.
I tell the operator, “I think it’s just my battery, but I’m not sure.”
A few minutes later, a fire truck rolls up.
I recognized the engineer; we met when I was interviewed at their station for a news article.
This station came by my house after Ryan died, and they stood watch at my house on the day of Ryan’s funeral.
And here they are - quieting my house and replacing the battery in my smoke alarm.
I told the captain, “oh, my husband would be so embarrassed right now...”
He laughed and said, “don’t worry about it, we get so many calls like this.”
As they left my house, my son said, “I bet Daddy is laughing so hard right now.”
I’m sure he was.
And I’ll be taking dessert to the station to thank them for coming the rescue of my smoke alarm battery. 🤦🏻♀️❤️🚒
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