Storms

This has been a Summer of the Storms. So many Tornadoes, some so close. One only a few blocks from here. Our former neighbor's home in fact. Lucky that they were not home. The boys were staying with the Grandparents, the parents were away from town. I will never forget that sound of the Siren and the waiting in the basement. I heard the roar as it went by. It was only an F1, but trust me, that was large enough. I hope one never comes that close again. We have had to go to the basement before but the tornado passed about a mile south of town and I am not sure if it even did any damage. We had enough warning to get to the basement in plenty of time. I grabbed my shoes, a weather radio, a jug of water and a flashlight. I came back up quickly for a blanket and pillow. Not smart I know, but I still did it. Husband was listening to the TV and did not come to the basement. I was not happy about that, but I think next time he will behave differently. When we saw the damage that an F1 could do, we once and for all realized what the power in the Storms is. It is not really the Tornado itself although that is terrifying. It is the debris that worries me. Boards sticking out of the side of houses, having entered halfway in like an arrow. Dents, holes, scrapes, broken windows. It goes on and on. We have a basement, yet in one Tornado this summer that was an F5, being in a safe place in the basement was still not enough. Debris falling on top was the killing factor. One Tornado came only a block from my Sister In Law and her Family. Scary. I have grown up in this part of the country and never before have I felt real fear. Maybe not so much fear as total Respect. Take care folks, listen to those weather reports and prepare, it saves lives. Hugs and Hug yourselves, you deserve it.