As many of you know, Indiana was hard hit last Friday by the storms and tornadoes. They hit down in the southern part of the state, but it was still very close to home for me on Friday. As I live in central, IN the tornadoes' wake left a path of destruction about 120 south of me. I feel very helpless right now as I watch the news coverage, and all of the heroes that came out that day and those that gave up their own lives to save someone else's.
My husband had me glued to the weather on Friday, watching it, which is a little unusual for him. I am usually glued it anyway and he usually ignores me when I warn him of bad weather. But this day was different. He told me to let him know what was going on and called me several times for updates. I had bronchitis and Sam was at school. I let him stay after so I could get some extra rest. Scott went and picked him up early. He didn't feel comfortable leaving him there with such bad weather out that day. We had a pretty wicked hail storm, and did go under a tornado warning for a short bit, but here, usually they last about 10 minutes and they are over, nothing really ever comes of them. We very rarely hear sirens (they only set them off if a tornado or funnel cloud has been spotted) and we go on. I had my plan in place for when Sam came home. We have a tornado plan and I have used it once.
Then I heard about down south. All of the pictures of destruction and devastation. Still hearing new stories every night on the news. Last night I cried like a baby about a mom who lost her legs saving her 2 children. I think about how lucky I am. I think about why does this happen? My heart is broken for the family that lost an entire chunk of it's family. A family of 5 wiped out. 2 towns wiped off the map.
But just as life is going on for these people in the Henrysville and Marysville areas ours must also. But my thoughts are never far from these people and in the back of my mind, I wonder where will the next one hit?
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