There was a fire in a convenience store in my neighbourhood on Sunday. The building was completely destroyed, and a woman was found dead among the devastation. My heart is broken for her family. Today I drove past the building for the first time since the fire and the sight really hit me. My parents had a house fire a few months ago and while I wasn't personally impacted by this convenience store fire the site of the burnt building, the blackened wood and piles of debris, the flowers and stuffies stuck to the fence hit me where my most raw feelings live.
On my way back home, I stopped to take some photographs of the building. As I walked up to the fence that surrounded the property, I noticed a circle of firemen standing near the gas pumps. I didn't get a chance to photograph them, but they were standing in a circle with arms folded and heads down. I am sure they were praying.
Here are a few of the pictures I managed to snap.