Mother Nature has a way of putting things into perspective, doesn't she? Today, DFW was hit by several tornadoes. It is unconfirmed as to how many actually touched down, but there were several that stayed on the ground long enough that amateur videographers and photographers were able to do their own confirming.
I am happy and blessed to say that all is well for me and mine. However, tornadoes hit close to my work. To see the map, you'll have to click and open the picture. The red "A" is the area where I work, "2" is where the tornado pictured below touched down and stayed on the ground through the yellow path. "1" and "3" are where others reportedly hit.
Tornadoes also hit all around my home while I was at work which scared me to death for my furry babies. All I wanted to do was leave work to check on them and be with them. Plus I have family very near "1" and "4". "1" is where the trucks are flying. "A" is where I live.
I've been reading and hearing about all the near misses from family and friends in the area. I am reminded that God is good. All the time, nmw. I also posted on FB that there will undoubtedly be tons of heroes that emerge from today. This is one of my favorite pictures. I know Constable Burgess. Way to go Clint! :)
I've been lamenting a lot lately about my unfortunate turn of events and having to move. Actually, I don't think it's just about moving. Any one can move, right? I think it's more the culmination of the past few years. Ahhhh, heck, who am I kidding? For me, it's probably the sum total of a whole bunch of years!
I've been having trouble rising to the occasion. This change seems, feels, insurmountable to me. Daunting doesn't even begin to cover it. I think it's because it's just another recalibration (to quote my GPS) that I didn't want.
In my very 1st blog post, I wrote this statement: "My life has been lived in fragmented, truncated segments sandwiched
between being lost in a chrysalis to soaring effortlessly in elation."
Here I go again. And I admit, I'm weary. Then tornadoes hit all around me. It doesn't take much to slap me on the jaw and say, "Wake up!" Geez, Debra! Talking about a reality check!
With a different perspective and a whole lot of gratitude, I walked in the door this afternoon and dropped my keys, dropped my purse, and dropped to the floor and spent at least half an hour playing with my furry babies and thanking God for my wonderful blessings.
I may not be driving off in an RV, yet, but I will muster the strength and fortitude I need to make this move and I am going to land on my feet. God is good. All the time. All is well.
I recently overheard one of my co-workers say, "If you're still breathing, then you're still in the game and can still win."
30 minutes on the floor with my babies and I realize I already have.