No One Puts Baby In The Corner
When I was little I was terrified of storms, especially when I would come home and my father would scream at me to get in the laundry room with pillows and not to get out. I would hide in there for hours. Any time it would thunder I would crawl in the corner. My brothers never stayed and my father would keep watch. The other memory I have of tornadoes is when my father stood outside as I begged for him to come inside. I watched the funnel cloud pass over us and lower that day. It touched down a short bit away from my house, wiping out a good bit of the main street of our town. So for years the only way I could hide my fear was to be fascinated by the storms. I would study them and watch them.
I spent a good bit of my evening worrying about others and barricaded in a corner. I didn't stop to think about the pattern then. This morning I just knew I was scared. It took a dear friend telling me to realize what the storms had done. I watch radars and live streams all evening. My focus? Not me. I was worried about my friends and family that were in various areas. Would that one effect this person? Is that one going straight for Huntsville?
I watched as storms headed my way. One just north of me. Another just south. Then came the ones that would go straight over me. I watched in horror as there were reports of them touching down. Even then my first thought was that I didn't want my friends to worry about me. I just prayed.
As the storms with the circulation reached my county line, I waited in tears to see if they would extend the warnings. They didn't. Each storm weakened before getting to me; however, some of them strengthened again after I was out of harms way. I am truly blessed and protected.
To all the friends that talked to me constantly last night: thank you for keepinng me sane and somewhat okay. You are all amazing and I love you tons. And only because I really love this song...