It's simply amazing how much a town can pull together. But, it's sad that a disaster has to cause it. Last Wednesday's storm ripped through our small town like it was nothing. It left behind almost 300 families without a home, more than a handful of people dead, and no telling how many people hurt. I don't have pictures to share, and I don't want to be one of the ones taking pictures. I, for one, don't want to take a picture of something that is so devastating to someone else. The road to our home has so many houses damaged, or just gone. We have friends and family who were affected by the storms. It's hard to imagine that in just one day, so many tornadoes came through.
We were somehow blessed enough for it to have missed us, but only by just a mile- if that. The first time I drove down our road, I just cried. What can you do? Where do you start? How can you make someone whose life has been forever changed, who has lost everything they own, feel just a little bit better? I don't know the answers to these questions. The only thing I know to say is this: If you're going to drive out to look, drive out planning to help. Don't drive 5 miles per hour down the road, pointing, taking pictures, or video taping something. The people who are affected by this storm don't need to see that. They need to see us coming together and helping one another. Remember that even the smallest thing helps. Sometimes, even just a hug is all someone needs from a perfect stranger. As a sign on our road now reads in someone's front yard, "Put the camera down and pick up a chainsaw."
I don't think I could have said it better myself.
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