Church services earlier that afternoon were promising, attitudes were unequivocal, and the weather was magnificent. The skies were a beautiful majestic blue. Delicate, almost translucent clouds passed as the tranquil breeze blew leaving a fresh spring like aroma in the air. The breeze felt like warm silk on my skin. I could hear the trees rustling in the breeze, a sound so peaceful, while the squirrels and birds frolicked amongst the branches. A serene view of the lake, with waters that rippled so effortlessly. The day… April 22nd, 2011, Good Friday, and thus far the day was just that, Good!
About 2pm, I still had enough time to run an errand and possibly take the boys to the park. While in route to The Christian Book Store located off of Mid Rivers Mall Dr. I began to notice the skies becoming enigmatic. Clouds which were translucent only minutes before, now opaque. Winds, still carrying a pastoral sensation, began to accelerate rapidly. Just as we were about to approach our destination a soft rain began to slash against my windshield. Naturally anyone who lives in Missouri knows that the weather here can change just that quickly. Although disappointed that the park was no longer an option, I wasn’t startled nor was I amazed at how quickly the weather had shifted. With no other option we immerged from the car after a,
We proceeded into the book store, but before we had the chance to obtain the book we had come for tornado sirens began to ring out. Having heard this familiar sound many times in the past, the thought never crossed my mind that we may be in immediate danger; however, since I had children with me I hurried the process along with the intent of arriving at home before the storm developed. It was an overwhelming feeling for me to imagine being confined in a car while in the path of a catastrophic tornado, and although tornados had never scared me in the past the thought alone left me feeling extremely...