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The Nightmare That Wouldn’t End Would Change Me Forever (Part 2)
You never think it will happen to you
Only a few hours after I returned from the hospital, thankful my Dad survived his near-death heart attack, some friends of ours just a few miles away came over to sit out the impending storm in our basement.
Our local meteorologists had gone the extra mile to ensure we knew just how destructive this storm was. We had already seen it move across part of our state and as frightening as the damage it was doing was the response of the media.
At times, they were speechless on the air, and at one point the weatherman just stopped and said, “Dear God, pray for these people” as a tornado that resembled more of a massive beast ripped through their community.
We knew it was bordering a record-breaking tornado so we took the warnings more seriously than usual.
My husband had the children gather flashlights and I had gone down to clear out the interior room and under stairs-closet, not knowing how many would join us should we need to take cover.
