Christian Cossey's Blog (10)

So as you know from my last posting that I have taken a break from firefighting. Well after I have my surgery on December 1st and recover from rehab and such I have decided to return to the department. At the age of 21 I have seen a lot of things people twice my age will never imagine of seeing, but even with that, my heart is in being a firefighter. So around the summer season of 2010 I will be returning and be back where I belong and this time it's for good. It feels so good to know I will be… Continue

So it's been a really long time since I've given any form of an update, so I figured I would now. Well, I'm not longer firefighting for the time being. I went back to my job I had before I did firefighting which is a political journalist for a local newspaper. I'm also back in school. I'm going to Reedley College and Fresno Pacific University. Four more classes and I finish this degree then going back for another degree. Like I said for the time being I'm not firefighting, but I do plan on retur… Continue

Hey everyone. Sorry I've been so anti-social for a long time. As most of you know from reading some of my other blogs I was having some problems in life. Well I took some time off and worked through everything in my life, and I'm glad to say that I feel great about where I am now. Everyone has a breakdown eventually, I guess it was time for mine. But I worked through it. I went through some hell, some happiness, but in the end I found myself and what mattered in life. I'm sad to say my step-brot… Continue

I'm no veteran to this life as a firefighter, but I'm no rookie either. I've seen messed up things in life doing this job just as much as the next firefighter, but sometimes this job really gets to me. I don't know what's down this road anymore. I know I'm not the only one who feels this way, but sometimes it seems like it. I try to stay strong and show it doesn't bother me, but I think it's really getting to me now. I guess it got to my husband as well. From one of my previous blog posts some o… Continue

My mother e-mailed this to me. I figured I would share it with you guys. A Mother's Prayer The alarm goes off, ready to go, all with no hesitation. Time to save a soul or a home, straight to that destination. This prayer's for my daughter, as that fire calls. Protecting the innocent and fighting flaming walls. Guide her with your strength, the courage to pull her through, give her that breath of air if she gets down to her last few. By chance she may get weak do give her the will to stand. Car… Continue

The table is set, the meal is prepared, our guests will be arriving soon. I once again disappear with the hope of keeping a child alive. While waiting at home alone, our plans have gone awry. His first impulse is merely to sit down and be upset, but I hope you will soon remember the importance of your life when you agreed to take on the duties of being a spouse in a firefighters life. While there are many drawbacks I hope you take them in your stride. I hope you can say, "My wife saved a life to… Continue

Ever since I was a little kid I have always wanted to be a firefighter. I grew up watching my father be a firefighter. Spending time with all the other firefighters and their families. I knew there was nothing in life that would satisfy me more then being just like my father. My father passed away on the job when I was ten. For a while I wanted nothing to do with firefighting but then when I was thirteen one of my dads friends encouraged me to become an Explorer. I went and tried it out and inst… Continue

My dad was a firefighter. He'd go to work everyday and say wish me luck. Then he wouldn't come home til sometime the next day, but the thing that bothered me the most is when people would say a firefighters job is easy. He eats, sleeps, and plays, and sometimes won't fight a fire for days. When I first heard these words I was too young to understand but I knew when people were in trouble my dad was there to lend a hand. Then my father went to work one day and kissed us all goodbye. Later that da… Continue

My brother has fallen. His name is Johnathan. We don't have the same family, but we are still family. He lives in one town, I live in another. It doesn't really matter because this man is my brother. My brother I call him because he has worked by my side on almost every call. I have brothers and sisters all over the place. You see we are firefighters and our families are one. Around the world, a brotherhood of unity. A closeness, a bond that most people could never understand. I watched your bac… Continue

I wish you could know what it is like to search a burning bedroom for trapped children at 3 AM, flames rolling above your head, your palms and knees burning as you crawl, the floor sagging under your weight as the kitchen below you burns. I wish you could comprehend a wife's horror at six in the morning as I check her husband of 40 years for a pulse and find none. I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring him back, knowing intuitively it is too late. But wanting his wife and family to know everything… Continue