“One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon--instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today.”

Monday, February 28, 2011

Tornado mornings

After living in Tennessee most of my life, I have kinda got used to weird weather, it rains all the time there, sometimes its so hot out that you pray for rain and its lovely. Tornado watches or warnings are expected and gos with the territory. That is not a normal thing in WV. 
The first week we were here there was a tornado not to far away from where I live now, and I was told that it was a "once in a lifetime thing, or that never happens here" Me and Chelsea joked at the time that we must have brought them with us from TN. 
I have never once in my life been scared of a thunderstorm, sometimes a storm and a good book is all you need for a perfect evening. I've spent plenty of nights in the bathtub with a radio and snacks waiting it out, but this morning I was scared. Go figure the 1 day Summer decides to sleep in (the sound of rain must have helped) the winds start picking up and next thing I know Im sleepwalking to my front door because I hear my mama screaming help. I open the door and shes hanging on for dear life because the wind almost knocked her off my porch. 
Thats when I realized what we were dealing with. In a frenzie we gathered up the kids to rush them to my grandmas, next door. After growing up in Tn. we take black skies and strong winds very seriously and with 3 kids im not taking any chances. We knew it would be safer next door, just in case. The girls were scared and I dont blame them, it sounded like our roof was fixen to fly off.
Once we were next door and adrenaline wore down, we were laughing, that is until Rachel realized we forgot our cat Bella and Beta fish that weve had for years, poor Bubba got left behind too. 
I promised the girls that they would be okay but I was worried, we love Bella and I thought what a shame would it be for Bubba to live this long, survive the journey to WV in a Folgers can (which we forgot in the trunk for 2 days once we got here) and then die in some... freak tornado whatever in West by gosh Virginia.  I just couldnt let him go out like that.
 Just then my hubby made it home from work and we all came back up to the apt. together. Its silly now but I hope I never wake up like that again, I usually get to have a cup of coffee or 2 before the chaos starts.

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