tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8110341699732715417.post6410957261334838315..comments2023-05-05T04:44:47.212-07:00Comments on Joy in the Journey: A BEAUTIFUL DISASTERHeather Earlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02194677691083244707noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8110341699732715417.post-52505276173049657402012-04-18T16:06:29.590-07:002012-04-18T16:06:29.590-07:00You are inspiring, as always. :) I have this stra...You are inspiring, as always. :) I have this strange fascination with tornados. I don't know what started it when I was very small, I have been terrified and completely fascinated by them. They have been in recurring dreams for as long as I can remember. I couldn't stand to watch Wizard of Oz until she reached OZ because I didn't want to see the tornado. We had a book in our home that had an art drawing of a tornado. Once in a while, I would open the book, stare are the scary tornado and then put the book away very quickly. Yet I was fascinated with them. I had dreams of being a tornado chaser. I still think that would be very cool. My neighborhood growing up had a tornado fly over it once. It turned over a car, put a hole in the roof of the home behind us, flattened a number of fences and tore up trees. When I was 20, I got to see a tornado, during the day time as it tore up a town just seven miles from where I was at the time. I love to look at them, but I hope never to be in one.<br /><br />OK, I know I'm weird with the tornado thing. Hooray to Shay for being an amazing hero! I'm so glad your children, family and neighbors were alright. And thank you for reminding us (me) to find the joy in life's experiences, even when they are scary, crazy tornados.Mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16733860973554500488noreply@blogger.com