Ronee' writes on her laptop (with batteries) while waiting out ferocious storms traversing across the Nashville, Tennessee, area.
This entry won't be long.
Weds., April 25, 2007, 7:39 p.m., D.S.T., Nashville, Tennessee (currently under tornado watches and warnings)~
Dear Journal~
It's me, Ronee'. I' m afraid I'm not doing good at the moment~
We are stuck in our saferoom, waiting out the storms that are traversing the area. From what is being said on the radio, the storms are nasty: there are tornado warnings for our area, and I am sure the sirens are going off big-time. NICE. Just what I did not want to hear: I HATE storms with a purple passion!
We have had severe weather several times already this year; it is proving to be an active year for severe storms in the southland. I know I am not enjoying it: I am scared of storms; I am a bona-fide stormphobic!
Whenever I hear thunder or see lightning flashing in the sky, I start shaking all over, and I start crying like a big baby. It's embarrassing; I should be used to the bad weather (I was born in Louisiana, for goodness' sake!), but the truth is, I'm not. I'm just as scared of storms now as I was when I was a little kid!
I guess my fears started when I was small, but I remember crying out for maman when I saw lightning or heard thunder, and I wouldn't stop crying until she held me in her arms or turned on the light, so I wouldn't see the lightning.
I have been through some bad storms in my lifetime, but I think the tornadoes are the worst. Tornadoes can kill, and they can destroy without a moment's notice. Tornadoes are nothing to mess with: they can form when you least expect it, and if you get caught up in its whirling winds, you can get killed or badly injured.
I have been through some tornadoes (spent the time waiting in our saferoom, praying like thunder for God to spare us; so far He has, thankfully!), and it's nothing I recommend. Tornadoes can scare the liver out of a person, and the sirens have their own built-in chill factor. Once you hear a tornado siren go off, you'll never forget it as long as you live. The sound is chilling, and one wonders what is going to happen next. It's very unnerving.
Well, the lights just went out..NICE. I can hear the winds howling outside, and I don't want to know what is going on. Johnny's weather radio is going off like crazy (as the sirens are, I am sure of that), and I can hear stuff hitting the house. I hope we make it through in one piece...Gotta' go; I suddenly feel like I have to throw up; my nerves are shot--
~Ronee' Le-Anne ("Miss Storm Phobia of 2007") Reaux. :( >tears!<
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Reviewed by d. k
4/27/2007
"can scare the liver out of a person," I thought this was so descriptive. These storms must take a toll on young and old alike. You've catured this through the writings from Ronee. Excellent work! Stay safe!
A powerful write dear friend...we too are under tornadoe watches this evening...glad they didn't issue them until after school was out. I have a little boy and a little girl who are both terribly frightened by thunder, wind, and heavy rain. I usually have both of them on my lap or in the chair with me until storms subside. The fire alarm and fire drills scares both of them, both are wonderful children, lovable and hard working, they just have storm phobias. Again, great write! Stay safe my friend, we'll be praying for you!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Its good to have a safe room.. We don't have one at our home in Fla.. Hope Ronlee got through this alright! Nerves can play havoc!..M
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone
4/26/2007
I must be truly hard to go through this for children. Stay safe down there. I must help to write about it though and let some tention go afterwards. Lady J
You've caused me to consider the difficulties and challenges that parents of special needs parents face when dealing with a tornado and the intense fear that many of these kids must feel.
In Native American myth, the thunderbird is the storm spirit, their wings and beaks flapping, said to be the thunder and lightning. Ronee', Karen and Karla, you need to go buy a cigar store Indian or some thunderbird jewelry to keep you safe...be well you two, thanks for the letter today, Karen Lynn...
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