“Tornado”

One word. Take action.  This happened to us the weekend of Easter.  I was compiling my other daughter’s wedding album in the dining room.  Music was playing, deviled eggs were cooking.  The siren went off.  I looked outside.  It looked so still it was angry looking.  

I had learned from talking to another mother at a get away about taking cover in the event of a tornado.  Her daughter is deaf, she heard the sirens, woke up her daughter and headed to the basement only to witness her home blown away minutes later.  Her story made me decide to act.  I told her that I had sometimes taken them seriously and sometimes not.  She told me that she was changed by what she saw.  I was changed by what she said.   

I stopped scrapbooking.  I was alone with Anna.  I decided to carry her to the basement myself because what else could I do?  It was not that tough, but not a breeze either. I made a plan to carry her and sit on my couch in my craft room/office.  I would not like to do this daily but I had a little extra adrenaline due to the nature of the event.  Sirens going off, stillness outside, alone, and that story of that other mom.  I could not get my dogs to come down.  No matter what I said they would not come down.  I decided I could not risk my safety so they stayed upstairs.  Anna laid on my lap on the couch.  It was 25 minutes and we went back upstairs. All clear.

Last night the sirens went off at 2 am.  I was alone again with Anna as Paul was at the cottage.  I thought.  How the heck am I gonna wake Anna up and carry her downstairs out of a dead sleep?  Anna will not help at all when she is tired, she goes limp.  I was out of it and I have a sports injury on my left leg, not supposed to lift heavy things right now. What could I do?  I thought I had no ability to carry her now, today at this warning.  So I laid back down and I prayed that my house and my safety and Anna’s would be spared.  I put it all in God’s hands.  Then I sort of fell back asleep.  It was on and off.  As I laid there I thought about Anna’s room.  Her room is really in the middle of the house.  It has a porch that is totally enclosed which is my sewing room on the other side.  She was safer than me.  It was over now. I decided that I can go in her room next time if I can’t carry her to the basement.  We will be more safe. I’m happy I have two options.   

Another thing we have as Warriors that other moms do not.  We have to help our children get out of the way of tornadoes and disasters.  We do the best we can. How about those that cannot hold on or are too big to carry anywhere?  They do the best you can.  You hope and pray the best you can.  It’s been a weird tornado season but I know my options, do you know yours?  

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Coming Soon, Anna takes a trip to see her friend, Brianna in North Carolina (We love road trips)