That time of year...

Yes.  This is weather related.

No.  You don't have to read it.

I'm really struggling today.  Anxiety is high.  I already know that I don't need to be afraid.  I have God's word hidden in my heart.  And I know all the things I should be saying and feeling.  But, my brain isn't cooperating with the logic.  A friend mentioned PTSD after my last blog.  PTSD?  "Ain't nobody got time for that!"  She's probably right.  And no.  I'm not dealing with it.  I wanted to keep my kids home from school today.  I didn't.  I drove past the Culver's sign today and I swear I saw "Grilled Cheese and TORNADO soup.  ummm, maybe it said tomato.

The problem is:

When I see this:

It reminds me of this:

And then I think about this:

Troy, Illinois - EF2 Tornado

A National Weather Service Storm Survey Team investigated storm damage in Troy in Madison County, Illinois from the storms that occurred on February 27th. It was determined that a tornado touched down on Weathervane Road on the west side of town at approximately 11:45 PM. It was there that the tornado was at its strongest, an EF2, as it completely removed the roof from a well constructed home. One occupant received a serious head laceration and was treated at a local hospital. The tornado moved eastward at 60 mph, with a damage wath of 100 to 200 yards wide. The tornado continued to near the intersection of North Dewey Street and East Clay Street, where it lifted at approximately 11:48 PM. The path length was 2.5 miles long.

Which takes me back to this:

So, sorry for the melodrama.  :(  But that day defines me a little.  Even though the scars have healed and I now look like this:

Stay with me, friends.  I need you today.