There were no clouds.....and the stars were out.
The stars were out!
I wanted to plant a kiss on each and every one of those little lights.
It seems like months since the sky was clear.....and months since my head was free of nagging thoughts......Is it time to check my weather app?? or turn on the TV to check which storms were heading into our area...how many hours did I have before it hit?.....how bad would it be?
Siege mentality...day after day of wondering when you would need to dive in closet or seek shelter from massive storms....
And the storms have been brutal.....the south is known for throwing lightening and thunder around that could knock a person over.......but these storms have been vicious....holding something raw and dangerous in them.....which made your heart beat faster and the hair stand up on the back of your neck.
Couple this personal experience with stories....our local news stations have inundated us with storm stories....children sucked out of their mothers' arms during a twister.....decapitations.....people disappearing....cars left in trees.
I've handled all of them pretty well....except for one story I heard the other day....which keeps tugging on me....the sheer horror and serendipity of the universe in full display.
It's a tornado story from Joplin.....I read about it in one of the national papers....they were reporting on missing people.....one missing person is a teenager who just celebrated his graduation across town....while driving back from the event....the twister hit his car....and the boy was sucked out of the sun roof of the car and has not been seen......a young man....sucked out a sun roof....his father in the car but spared.
It is tragic sad unbelievable weird.....and sticky story. It has stuck with me....I catch myself visualizing a young adult.....being pulled up into the sky. In a very weird way....it reminds me of the rapture stories from the previous week....when some people believed The Chosen would be elevated and taken up into the sky....unto God.
I hope this is where this young man went....unto God.... into the universe....very quickly....without pain and fear. And for his father.....who was left behind....who sees this image every minute now too.....I can only mentally send my deepest sympathy...and hope that someday he will be able to live without seeing this image every time he breathes.
I think I'll hit publish post and go outside again....check on the stars...make sure they are there....
How strange to think of sleeping through the night without the worry..... to sleep and not to think about some radar.....some radar with green and red and pink.....heading for your home....how many times I have talked to my home and said silently to it....be strong....hold on....let the fury flow over you.
What strange strange times these have been.......
