Another reminder that life is fragile

My parents, brother, and sister-in-law live in Joplin, Missouri.  They were lucky on May 22nd…they received only minor damage to their home, though the massive tornado that ripped through town missed them by 4 blocks.  They also have a basement, unlike most of the houses in town.  We arrived today for our first visit since the tornado.  We’ve all seen the pictures on TV, of the rubble and the now-famous St. John’s Hospital.  But until you’re in the middle of it, you can’t appreciate the scale.  Block after block of nothing but rubble…all of it once homes and businesses.  My mother said she finds herself driving slowly when she goes through it, she doesn’t know why.  I did the same.  Maybe because it’s a stark reminder that in a matter of moments, our lives can dramatically change.  She and my sister-in-law had each planned to run errands that afternoon but for some reason didn’t.  Both would have been in the path if they had, instead of at home taking shelter in the basement.  I had known for a month that the tornado had missed them by 4 blocks.  But that fact didn’t really hit me until I was in the middle of an intersection where there was nothing left – literally nothing – as far as I could see in all directions. Four blocks.  Hug or call your family today.


About Kelly J. McCleary

Wife and mother of three, author, financial professional View all posts by Kelly J. McCleary

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