In the face of an imminent tornado threat, my wife Mary, our son Bobby, and I found ourselves seeking shelter in the confines of our basement. The sound of roaring winds and relentless rain outside filled the air as we huddled together, our hearts pounding with fear and anticipation. Each passing day felt like an eternity as we waited, relying on our supplies and the strength of our family bond to endure. The dimly lit space became our sanctuary, offering a sense of security amidst the chaos. We rationed our food and water, finding solace in the simple moments of togetherness. As the storm finally subsided, we emerged from the basement, physically unscathed but emotionally shaken. The experience served as a poignant reminder of our vulnerability and the importance of preparedness. Grateful for our survival, we took a moment to reflect on the blessings of life and the unbreakable bonds that held us together. As I returned to my reading, the words on the page offered a sense of normalcy, a reminder of the resilience that lies within us all.
