I’ve lived in Kansas since 1971.
I know tornados.
I’ve spent many a night in a dark, musty basement with my Dad and two sisters.
Mom would never come down if it was in the middle of the night.
“When it’s your time, it’s your time” she’d tell us unwilling to leave her warm, cozy bed.
But never have I been un-nerved like the past 2 weeks here in Indy.
Shit is flying all over the place.
These storms are fierce.
If this keeps up…it really will be India-NO-place!
But the scariest part of all?
“I’m” in charge!
Me…the one who sleeps with Prince Valium.
No Ambien…no sleep.
So being the responsible parent that I am…
I’ve gone two nights without sleep.
With Mike still down in Kentucky (enduring his own tornadic hell)
I must be the one to listen for sirens in the night.
And pray they don’t sound.
Why?
Because I’m tired.
I’m cranky.
And finally…I have officially become my Mother.
I’ll be taking my Ambien tonight…
"When it’s your time…it’s your time."
Good night Toto.
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