Last night we lived through hours of super storm cells passing overhead. Our NOAA radio screeched for hours. We spent time in our closet, prepared yet praying for God's protection.
We had nothing more here in our neighbourhood than lots of rain, few lightning, little wind. We are so fortunate as many here in Tennessee were very hard hit.
We had blankets and pillows and water and cell phones and Mercy and the 3 of us all huddled in our closet in the bathroom. Cozy and hot.
We saw from our front porch, an orange glow of a huge fire. We thought our downtown was on fire. It was a gas line pumping station hit by lightning or wind or something that blew up.
I still think I'd rather live through a blizzard than a night of tornado warnings.
God bless you,
Grandma
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