The extreme weather alert came in about 38 minutes or so ago, I am not really sure. It said there is a tornado warning until 8:45 and that we should take cover.
It was an interesting moment for me. I know natural disasters. I have been through multiple earthquakes of assorted sizes and been evacuated from a forest fire but I haven’t much experience with tornadoes.
Years ago my friend Daniel and I drove across country and during the way into Kansas we heard a warning over the radio, but we never did see anything.
After I received the text I walked outside and looked up a black sky and listened for the sound of a train bearing down on me. I don’t know for certain if that is what it sounds like, but it is what I expect.
Then I thought about my kids and wondered what I would do if I saw that funnel cloud coming. Where would I go here? How would I protect myself? What should I do?
Earthquakes are what I know. I can tell you what to do and how to protect yourself. I can tell you about how I viewed them as an E-Ticket ride, until the Northridge quake that is.
Northridge was big and it woke me up. I saw what it did to places I knew well. Old Mother Nature busted us in the chops with that one and I recognized how small and insignificant we are.
The Big Show
I am not scared or frightened now, although I will admit that I haven’t showered yet. I spent 40 minutes on the elliptical at the gym and was a giant ball of sweat.
The plan had been to get into the shower but when I got the message I decided to wait until after the alert had passed. Even though I am not entirely sure where I would go I figured I would rather be dressed than caught naked in the shower.
It might sound ridiculous to you, but if a tornado hit while I was in the shower I would end up on being the naked guy on the evening news. I don’t have the washboard abs and hard body I had some years back but it is not really vanity that kept me from jumping in.
Nah, it was for my childrens’ sake.
I didn’t want them to be teased because their dad was the naked guy who ended on the news and was immortalized on YouTube.
I am not afraid of dying. Honestly, it is not something I worry about. One day it will happen and that will be it.
My apologies to my parents, I hope this doesn’t upset you because I know what the thought of something happening to my kids does to me. But this is different.
Your fathers and I spoke about this more than a few times so I suppose some of their influence rubbed off on them. Granted, they were in their nineties so their perspective was different, but it is what it is.
Nah, I don’t fear or worry about death. If you asked me to list the ways I don’t want to die I can tell you that being burned and or eaten alive bother me, but that is a different topic.
Anyhoo, I suppose death crept into my head more because another friend lost a parent this week and because of the tornado.
I kid around sometimes about storms following my footsteps and how I have become the stormwalker, but it is not necessarily something I prefer. And more to the point of death I was thinking about it more from the perspective of my kids.
Those little rascals have got a lot of growing up to do and I am not ready to check out and miss out on that. At some point my ability to follow their story will end but since I am going to be 130 I have a few years to go.
By that point in time they’ll know enough to take care of themselves, but now would be bad.
I have too much to teach them.
And now it is time to double check the batteries in my flashlights, not that I am really worried because my father’s crazy list making Virgo nature was beaten into my skull. I mean that in the kindest sense dad, the batteries are fresh and the flashlights are around where I can get to them.
Be good all.