My great fear of storms came from my dear sweet mama...bless her heart. Daddy used to say to mama, "I had rather something go ahead and get me, than have to go around scared and worried all the time". Well, I don't want something to go ahead and get me!
You have probably seen this old picture of mama and daddy posted here before. It was taken in the late 1950's...truly the good old days. I remember there being the occasional thunderstorm back then...I do not, however, remember there always being some kind of severe warning. Why, you can't turn on TV these days without hearing some kind of warning.
Wonder where mama and I were headed here....running from a storm maybe! Actually, mama didn't start running from storms until she was in her seventies and living alone. She kept a little overnight bag packed and if it thundered or the weather looked threatening, she jumped in the car went to a neighbor's house.
You know, my hiding places from storms have been in the Goodwill store, lots there to keep one's mind off the lightening and thunder, and the Hospital waiting room...nice sturdy building! Now, however, Poppy says, you need to stay put...what if something happens and the animals need you.
Last night I called my friend Nellie to tell her my worries about the bad weather predictions for today. She said, "I don't even have the TV on, I'm ironing". She said, "as soon as I feed up, in the morning, I'll come on over there and stay with you". Thank you Nellie!
Okay, just sharing with you my woes and worries this morning. Hopefully, I will be around to post again soon. :)