As most everyone knows, on May 10th a terrible tornado went through our area. Where were we?? Huddled in a small coat closet (that is right by our front door!). We don't have a good center room or place to go, so that was as good as it got. We also had lost power, so the only means of listening to any weather we had was my dear friend Annie staying on the phone with me. We really weren't sure when to get out or exactly where it was, but they kept talking about the Loves at I-40 and Choctaw Rd. and we knew that meant it was headed our way. Scary and not a situation I want to be in ever again. Thankfully, it missed us. We literally had no idea just how close the tornado had come or how bad it really was until the next day when we could finally drive around. The roads had been closed the night before and getting anywhere outside of our neighborhood was hard. I wish I could put into words just how bad it was. If you live close, then you've seen it. Houses gone, trees uprooted, power lines down and debris everywhere. These people literally lost everything, but by the grace of God, made it through alive. It only took Aaron and I seeing this devastation, about a mile from our house, one time to decide that we were getting a cellar put in! We got some quotes, which happened to be less than we expected, and set a date. So, yesterday we became the proud owners of a storm cellar. It gives us great peace of mind knowing that next time we can walk into our backyard and be safe! It was actually pretty neat to watch the process of it being installed and Wyatt LOVED watching the backhoe.
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