If any of you personally know me, you most certainly know my greatest fear: Tornadoes. Deathly afraid of them, my heart starts to race, my palms sweat, and sometimes I even physically tremble if we are under severe weather alerts. Ugh, I don't even like thinking about severe weather season.
When Brent started thinking about other places to possibly work as an air traffic controller the weather was most definitely a factor in his selection. He knew that we wouldn't be going any place where the probability of a tornado was too high. When he landed Minnesota, I was grateful for more reasons then one. I've dealt with Minnesota storms my whole life, I can handle this.
Fast forward to 5 weeks ago when Brent gets sent to Oklahoma. He talked pretty tough about how he hoped to see a tornado or two... He even told me last week that the peak of the tornado season falls in April and May with some ridiculous number of tornado touchdowns in Oklahoma. He was very excited hoping to witness a few cool storms. Until TODAY. He called me on his way home from work saying that there was a tornado warning for his area, already. As he drove closer to home the clouds got darker and the sirens went off. I joked with him saying he brought it upon himself wishing for the weather, but he said he didn't think it'd be happening in February. Agreed. His house, as do most down there, has no basement. He said he thought he'd be spending more than one tornado driven storm in the bathtub of his interior bathroom.
Of course, I hope he stays safe and is smart about the weather. I have no doubt he will be. But if I were with him, I most likely would be drooling in the bathtub having a panic attack. No lie. I can't even wrap my mind around seeing wall cloud and a potential tornado touchdown. Nope hopefully not ever in my life. Yes I miss him. Yes I wish I could see him. But at this very moment, I am so grateful that I am nowhere near Yukon, Oklahoma.
Love you honey and I can't wait to see you this weekend in this cold, miserable, middle-of-winter-with-no-chance-of-tornadoes, state.
2 comments:
I'd be in the bathtub with you....also drooling and maybe rocking back and forth.
I'd be looking out the window and saying "Cool!". That is until the window shatters and I head for cover. I think it would be fun to be a storm chaser, but awfully boring most the time. Brent should check out storm chasing tours, they have those down there where you can drive around for a week with a storm chasing team :)
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