Yesterday was a very interesting morning for me..
I had heard a fire alarm in our building all night. I kept waking up and hearing it, but if I am honest I thought nothing of it. There are always alarms and noises in London and it was in the distance so I just ignored it and kept returning to sleep.
I woke up at 6ish and immediately knew something was wrong. Our room was smokey and my throat felt sore. I lay there thinking, but the moment I heard fire engines pull up outside our building I leapt out of bed. My boyfriend said he thought they were stopping because of traffic but I knew they were here for us.
I looked out the window and sure enough there were two fire engines with men getting out and coming towards our building. I was terrified and honestly thought the whole building was on fire. I was too scared to open our door in case loads of smoke filled our room and I didn’t want to confirm my worst fears by looking. So I kept the door shut and opened the window as wide as I could to get rid of the smoke that was filling our room.
My heart was pounding and I was trying desperately not to panic.
A minute later the building fire alarm went off and we rushed downstairs to evacuate the building. My last thought was that I was so grateful for everything I had experienced and all the people that I have in my life…
It turns out that some guy downstairs had really really really(!) burnt a pizza. It was so black it was unrecognisable. His room was filled with smoke and he looked pretty rough, but apart from that everything else was fine. The firemen told us to go back upstairs and so we obeyed, our hearts still beating like crazy with adrenaline.
I know this may seem an anticlimax to the story but when you are actually in the situation, even if it just turns out to be a burnt pizza, it is pretty damn scary. I haven’t felt fear like that in a long long time.
This experience has taught me one very important lesson though: I am bloody grateful for my life. My last thought when I thought I was a goner was this. It shows what is important in my life. I need to say it more often. I am grateful for the people in my life, and where I am, what I am doing, the experiences I have had and everything.
Sometimes it does take dramatic events in our life to remind us how lucky we are, but it shouldn’t have to come to that. We should acknowledge everything we have, before we are faced with losing it all.
I am definitely going to take time to send gratitude everywhere in my life- spread the love!