Here is what I left the house with when it was on fire, on 4-2-09:
My shoes.
My jacket.
My long johns.
My MP3 player.
My 4-track recorder.
I didn't realize, at the time, that our house was going to burn to the ground, or else I would've tried to save some other things... Our computer, our CDs, our camera, our camcorder, our *BRAND NEW* big-screen TV!!! I didn't know what was going on, though. I tried to call 9-1-1, and tell them that *SOMETHING* just happened, but the phone was dead. When I laid the phone down I saw my MP3 player, and my 4-track recorder laying nearby, so I grabbed them. This was everything I owned as we watched our house burn... As I walked away with Baby Girl it hit me, for the first time, exactly how unimportant all of our earthly possessions really were. The only thing that mattered was that we were okay. I didn't care about anything else, almost immediately.
