Like much of the country, I watched the terror and devastation of the Moore, OK tornado as it ripped through the countryside. In these situations, there's nothing to do but watch and pray. I prayed for those in the path and that the storm would calm. I watched with pain in my chest as they showed the damaged school with a flat area that, just moments before, had walls and a ceiling. I counted the moments until my child walked through the door, because when you see something like that you think, "What if my child was there?".
I watched with the knowledge that the same storm system was headed our way. It's a helpless feeling. You can't stop it, all you can do is prepare. I just couldn't help but think, "What makes us any different from them?". My child is no more precious, our home no more valuable, my life no more secure. It could have been us.
As I've done many times in my life, I watched and waited for the storm system to arrive. We listened carefully to the weatherman, put the kitties in the large pet carrier (for which they were not grateful!), put on our shoes and gathered our supplies in our small hallway. My mother-in-law prepped to go in her closet, the most secure space in the house, but too small for all of us. We all huddled around the small TV with rabbit ears as the wind and hail arrived, and when they said "rotation above (our town)" I said, "that's our signal" and we leashed the dogs and went to our safe spots. Let me tell you, you don't realize how small a space is until you're crammed in there with 1 pre-teen, 2 large dogs, 1 small dog, 3 cats, 2 adult humans and tornado supplies. There we stayed, cats growling, dogs whining and everyone breathing hot air until the storm passed. We didn't sustain any damage, but one young man in our town was killed by debris as he drove, and there is a lot of tree damage around town.
Our electricity has been out since 10:30 last night, so I'm working today from the library. When I say working, I really mean staring out the rain-streaked window at the beautiful ducks and their babies. We lived to enjoy another day and my to-do list suddenly seems less important.
It could have been us.
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I watched with the knowledge that the same storm system was headed our way. It's a helpless feeling. You can't stop it, all you can do is prepare. I just couldn't help but think, "What makes us any different from them?". My child is no more precious, our home no more valuable, my life no more secure. It could have been us.
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| The view from my "office" today. |
Our electricity has been out since 10:30 last night, so I'm working today from the library. When I say working, I really mean staring out the rain-streaked window at the beautiful ducks and their babies. We lived to enjoy another day and my to-do list suddenly seems less important.
It could have been us.






