WM: #70 - Wounded Warriors
"I had the worst day ever." It's a phrase often said and thought of when you sit back after a particularily stressful day. You console yourself with a bath, perhaps a pint of Ben and Jerry's and reflect on a chain of mishaps. For you, the solution is to just go to bed and wake up the next morning and hope that things will be better. Sometimes they are, and sometimes they aren't. Life is about digging through the trenches and you fight through it because you're a soldier; a warrior. Real life is about struggle and often, some get fatally wounded.
A wise man once said that "as a crime scene investigator, we meet people on the worst day of their lives" and that couldn't be any more of the truth, because anyones worst day is the one where they can't live to see the next.
We meet people we know nothing about but what we do know is they are no longer with the people who love and care for them the most.
Did they die tragically? How did they die? Why did they die?
We aren't the only ones asking these questions. Anyone that knew the deceased have these queries burning in their minds. They need the answers to close that chapter--to bookmark that page in their lives so they could go back and remember it fondly without a sense of anguish over never seeing them again . It's a natural process. When things end, we like to know why.
As a CSI, we find the answers, or at least try our hardest to. We search and find the scattered pieces of the puzzle to make their picture. We enter their world and live how they lived, see what they've seen and know who they've known. We turn over every stone, uncover every secret and fit everything together to tell us as much as we need to know in those last few hours of their precious lives.
Our jobs aren't glorious by any means, and in fact, sometimes it hurts to uncover the truth. But in the end, it's something to help with the healing.
We're all warriors in some regard or another. We all fight for something.
I fight to find the truth.
A wise man once said that "as a crime scene investigator, we meet people on the worst day of their lives" and that couldn't be any more of the truth, because anyones worst day is the one where they can't live to see the next.
We meet people we know nothing about but what we do know is they are no longer with the people who love and care for them the most.
Did they die tragically? How did they die? Why did they die?
We aren't the only ones asking these questions. Anyone that knew the deceased have these queries burning in their minds. They need the answers to close that chapter--to bookmark that page in their lives so they could go back and remember it fondly without a sense of anguish over never seeing them again . It's a natural process. When things end, we like to know why.
As a CSI, we find the answers, or at least try our hardest to. We search and find the scattered pieces of the puzzle to make their picture. We enter their world and live how they lived, see what they've seen and know who they've known. We turn over every stone, uncover every secret and fit everything together to tell us as much as we need to know in those last few hours of their precious lives.
Our jobs aren't glorious by any means, and in fact, sometimes it hurts to uncover the truth. But in the end, it's something to help with the healing.
We're all warriors in some regard or another. We all fight for something.
I fight to find the truth.