Yesterday we had our first tornado out break of tornado season here in north Texas. Back in the day (which means in the time before kids) I was very blasé about things like Earthquakes and tornados. I would say (and still do) there is nothing you can do to prevent them so all you can do is be prepared. So you shouldn’t worry about what you can’t control.
But then I had kids. I now have three little lives I have to protect from elements beyond my control.
When Spring A.K.A. Tornado Season rolls around I often find myself comparing Earthquakes to tornados and trying to decide which I would “prefer.”
I grew up in southern California. I have actually experienced a major Earthquake (Northridge Quake of ’94) and countless tiny ones…you know those ones that are 4.0 or less…the ones that stir your coffee for you. The ground shakes and being woken by a major Earthquake is NOT fun. I remember looking at my sister and screaming right before the lights went out when the Northridge quake hit. There was damage to our house and neighborhood, but nothing like what recent Earthquakes around the world have done. With Earthquakes there is no warning. Some say extreme weather change and animals behaving oddly might be an indicator, but who really knows.
Since moving to Texas we’ve experienced numerous tornado warnings and the nearest we’ve been to one is about five miles. What I “like” about tornados is the warning. I’m not saying that tornados can’t happen without warning, but five seconds is more than you get in an Earthquake. Plus, the weather actually is an indication. You can tell if it is tornado weather, and be prepared for the possibility.
On Monday night I had a terrible dream that we were hit by a tornado and the kids were caught and separated from us. In the dream my in-laws are there and David and I are trying to find the kids and they are not helping. They are more concerned with their material possessions rather than finding their grandchildren/nieces & nephew. David and I frantically search all over for the kids. Eventually my Aunt Colleen finds us and lets us know that they (my family) have found Chloe and that she is okay. I woke up shortly after that. In the dream we never found Irelyn and Grayson. The dream unnerved me. I cried. Every time I tried to go back to sleep I would go back into the dream and be frantically searching for Irelyn and Grayson. I’d wake myself up only to fall back into the dream if I let myself sleep. Then, the next day we had the tornados.
I think I’d rather have the Earthquakes.