I spoke too soon, last week, when I told you my family did not experience property damage. My former in-laws, who I still consider my family, lost their house. In fact, they lost two homes. They are 85 years old and "didn't have a scratch on them".
And they should have because when I visited the farm (as my son puts it), I couldn’t believe the amount of destruction. They had been asleep in their bedroom when the tornado arrived. They heard a boom, got out bed, hurried to the “den” (another bedroom) and hunkered down. That’s what we do in MO—hunker down.
Power went out and (I think) they stayed put until morning. That’s when they saw most of their house was gone except the two bedrooms where they had stayed. The right side of the house sort of exploded. The left side scooted north some (it looked like to me) and on the grass. The old farmhouse, my grandmother- in-law’s home, was roofless. The shredded curtains were blowing out the windows. It was haunting.
I have so many memories connected to the farm. Some were happy memories and some not so much. I hope I don't forget any of them.
You’ve heard about things coming full circle? Life is doing that for me. Circling. I guess it happens to everyone as they get older. You have to be careful about the full circle circling you. You might get caught in the middle without a way out. Just saying.
Have a great week.