Firestorm.

84. I don't want to go to bed. I don't want to wake up tomorrow and see a higher number.

I wanted to be eloquent, to somehow do justice to this horror. But it's not in me. I feel so helpless, watching part of my country burn. My heart races for the families living in fear. It aches for those who have lost their homes. It is broken for those that have lost their loved ones.



It is frantic for the lives of the brave men and women fighting these fires. Fire fighting is one of the few truly atrusitic callings. These men and women have, and continue to risk their lives to battle these fires. They are away from their homes. They are away from their own families.

The whole country is watching. We are all holding our breath. We are united in one wish. Please, please keep them safe. Please, let us not lose another soul. Please, make it stop. And most of all, keep our volunteers safe.