I tried to come up with a more creative title for this post but words escaped me. The truth is I am thankful my family is safe and my home isn't destroyed, but you cannot live in this state and not feel the impact and devastation that the storms of the past 2 weeks have wielded. Friday was just flat out scary. I'm talking panic attack inducing scary. Stories like women and babies being sucked out of cars, and not knowing if my nephew was okay almost pushed me over the edge. I don't feel safe. I would like to talk about how fear is bad and how there is always something good and beautiful in everything but I don't want to say that right now. Tornados are terrorists, embedding fear wherever they touch down with a ripple effect that extends far beyond.