I had never paid attention to ambulances before, but after my mom had the heart attack, i feel like they are haunting me. Every day I hear several going from place to place with their sirens on. Each time I get a sick feeling in my stomach as memories uninvitingly flood my mind. As I write this there are about 3 ambulances, a fire truck, and.................I counted about 4 police cars pulling into my neighborhood. The sounds are almost too much. But we have a gracious heavenly Father who promises to give grace and strength in times of struggle. I pray that God would give me peace and comfort in my times of painful memories. Times like these I see how God is faithful to tangibly provide peace to my heart. Don't know what I would do without it.... probably throw something. Or buy earplugs.