“There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm”~Willa Cather
I had another post set up for this week, but in light of things that change beyond control, there’s nothing else on my mind right now.
I’m a native of Tuscaloosa, AL. I spent the first 25 years of my life there, then moved to Birmingham, which is an hour north. My entire family lives in Tuscaloosa. Every memory from childhood to college, marriage and beyond is somehow tied there in one way or another. And now, much of it is just…gone.
On Wednesday, the city was destroyed by a tornado. Tornadoes are something we’re used to, but we’re not used to anything like this. Once I heard what was happening, then saw some of the first images, I had to talk myself out of driving home. What I planned to do, I couldn’t tell you, but I wanted to be with my family more than anything else in the world. Since then I’ve frantically been checking in on anyone I can think of to make sure they’re ok.
My aunt lost her home and everything she owns in the storm. She was lucky to have survived, as so many did not.
As it stands today, there are several hundred people dead throughout Alabama, Mississippi, Georgia and Tennessee. There are many who are still missing. There are many hundreds of people who are homeless with nothing left of the lives they lived only a few short days ago. I’ve been trying to imagine what they feels like and I can’t even begin.
I’ve tried to take care of things as normal around here, but every minute of every day I’m awake, my thoughts return to everyone suffering so much there. It will take a long time to rebuild and recover, but they will.
If you want to help, there are many ways you can. The easiest way is to donate to the RedCross.
I love you Sweet Home Alabama.