Scared

     One day you’re buying bottled water and batteries joking with the cahier about people acting like the great ending is drawing near. You go ahead and top off the gas in the car and even talk your other half to put up some plywood, so you feel safer. The two of you watch the evening news and wonder if your decision to ride it out was the right one to make? It came in the middle of the night when most good souls are fast asleep dreaming of fancy dresses and fishing equipment. It happened so fast neither of you were prepared for what came knocking.

     The roof creaked and groaned as it became separated from the rest of the house leaving the night sky visible and filled with flying debris of every kind imaginable. You thought you heard screaming but maybe it was just your own? The moment became a scene out of the tornado movie with terror in every second that passed. Then the water came, a mountain of water pounding through what was left of your house and carrying it blocks away coming to rest in the parking lot of a seven eleven. Through the grace of god both of you survived by clinging on to your kitchen counter top that acted like a surfboard and landing you safely on the lawn of someone’s home.

     Few things in life will scare you to death, but the events of this storm truly challenged that statement. What I write here is fiction but for those that did ride out the monster known as “Michael” I’m sure some of what I wrote hold true to their stories. My prayers and the prayers of millions are with all those who lost everything and feel alone. Please know that people around the world have seen and feel your terrible losses. We pray and hope, pray and give and know that even though all seems lost right now, it is not. You will rebuild and go forward to a full life, a good life, and a life that you are blessed to be a part of. You survived the monster known as “Michael”



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