Disaster, Destruction, Devastation. All of these words are suitable for today after yesterday's 13 tornadoes that hit the Dallas/Ft. worth area.
I am one of those Texans that lives in the heart of all that destruction yesterday. I am also one of the fortunate one's who was NOT affected and had no friends or family members in the path of this disaster.
But...it was all around us. We watched it unfolding on the news, wondering which direction one of these tornadoes was going to turn and if we would be in the path of destruction. The skies turned their typical eerie colors, the sirens were going off in most of the cities. The schools were in lock down and parents could not go pick up their children. My two daughter-in-laws are teachers and I am sure they had their hands full keeping their students, and themselves calm.
The news today is showing the homes and businesses that were demolished by these storms.
I heard about a grandmother who took cover with three children in the bathtub as the tornado hit. she held on to her grandson by his ankles as the storm tried to lift him away.
We watched as one tornado hit a trucking lot and the semi's were thrown around like toy trucks.
People and families are now trying to pick up the pieces and put their lives back together.
How does an entire second floor get ripped off a house and the only thing left standing is a bookcase with books and trophies left untouched?
How about a home completely destroyed but their neighbors house is left standing?
We officially had 13 tornadoes EF1 thru EF3. Thanking God that not one death has been reported during this devastating day.