Yesterday afternoon I was helping a friend of my Mom's (we're in Conway) load a chair into her van. She was taking it to her cousin, who lost all her belongings in the February tornado. I asked about her, and she said when the sirens went off, she went outside to see how things looked...she looked up and there was a cedar tree, parallel to the ground, flying over her head! Just then the wind blew her back into the door. She was able to get it open and run to the staircase in the center of her house to take cover before she lost her roof and porch. I can't even imagine.
Last night we were irritated with the network we were trying to watch, because they kept interrupting the show with weather reports. But when we were ready to go to bed they were reporting a tornado in our area, and the sirens went off. We decided not to wake up the girls unless we heard one coming, but Jessica, who's always been a light sleeper, was sleeping with my Mom and heard us talking. We let her come into the family room where we were watching the news reports. She was so scared she was shaking!! She shook for a good 30 minutes. I asked if she'd feel safer in Gran's walk-in closet, and she said yes, so we got in there with our pillows and I held her on my lap and we prayed and talked. Finally, at about 11:30, it looked like the worst of it had moved past us and we went to bed. But none of us slept very well. Mom said every time it thundered Jessica sat straight up in bed. My poor baby.
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Glad you are ok. Poor Jessica. Coleson also hates storms. At 15 he still comes into our room for comfort during a bad one. He's not going to enjoy going back to the south in the middle of tornado season! :-)
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