To tell you the truth, I'm not really scared of very many things. Well, not REALLY scared. I'm scared of scary movies, like, I just don't watch them. And I'm kind of scared of the dark. And I'm scared of things with bags over their heads. And I hate snakes, and lightning kind of gives me the shivers.
But I'm REALLY scared of earthquakes. And hurricanes. And tornadoes. And so the past few months have been scary for me. But I've been a brave girl, because after all, I haven't actually been in any of the places that these events have happened. But you'll never guess what I saw the other day when I was nervously watching the National Weather Service website as a huge line of storms moved across the midwest. And all the red "Tornado Warning" colors were right on top of Western Missouri.
I saw a Storm Report that said, "Touchdown Confirmed in Kearney."
And for just a second, my heart stopped beating, and I was very, very scared. All my prayers flew straight up to heaven, and I started to cry. That's how scared I was. Because my son is in Kearney. And the next few hours were the kind of hours that leave me feeling sick and exhausted. Thank goodness for a cool-headed husband and friends on the ground in Kearney who could check on him and make sure he was OK.
And he was OK, and I breathed again. And today he told me he will send pictures...which I'm not sure I have the stomach to look at. But I will look, and I will be so grateful that it wasn't any worse.
And then I'll work on my "stay cool and don't panic" skills. And to all my co-workers--my most sincere apologies for the very, very unprofessional behavior!!