I'd say my response is to be expected. Part of the storm hit here, and I was huddled downstairs with my puppy for about an hour, while we waited for the machine gun-esque hail to stop falling, and for the lights to come back on.
Last year's storm changed me for life. I may be able to handle storms better some day, but as it stands right now, they're terrible. Anything more than rain gives me chills, makes me hyperventilate. Hearing that we had a tornado watch, seeing the lights flash out, it brought on major flashbacks. So did the news afterwards of buildings and people being blown away. My heart goes out to my new-found brethren in the survivor category.
I wish I didn't have to say that, I wish nobody else had to go through what we here in Joplin went through. I don't think anything of that extent will happen again, or I sure as hell hope not anyway. But no matter the size of the storm, there was still loss, and there is still new pain.
This article was a pretty obvious choice for my blog. It really, truly hit home with me. Mother Nature is a mean, mean lady.
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