So Debbie may be a wimp, but I'm not far behind.
I've always been terrified of tornados.
Even the tornado drills we ran in school totally freaked me out.
I used to get nauseous as soon as I noticed the dark clouds and winds rolling in.
And when the undersides or whites of the leaves are showing?
I was a goner.
Thanks, by the way, to whoever told me that when the whites of the leaves are showing (or when the leaves are turned over) it means a storm is imminent.
I appreciate it.
Surprisingly, sometime during the last two years or so, my fears have lessened.
Not really sure why.
I think it's probably out of necessity.
I am home by myself much of the week.
And I simply had to be brave.
So I was.
That wordy intro was all to say I can't believe I slept through two tornado sirens on Saturday night.
Yeah, that's right.
If there had been an actually twister, we would have been goners--
The thought of that totally freaks me out.
So I will just think of the positive.
Instead of spending my night being scared out of my mind, I was peacefully sleeping.
Maybe not the wisest situation, but it worked out in the end.
Unfortunately, the town just 15 minutes from our real life home (not the camper that would have blown away with high winds) was devastated by tornadoes that ravaged through the town.
As we drove home for church Sunday the main road was blocked off.
We had just heard about the tornadoes and were able to make a detour.
But it was sad as we passed trees and telephone poles and roofs scattered haphazardly around yards and farms and businesses.
I'm so thankful we were spared the devastation.
And praying that the towns affected will rebuild quickly.