Storms Approaching



The tornado dreams are back.

They never go away.

Last nights was almost as bad as the one where Ty was ripped out of my arms.  Only because I woke up just before we were all swept away.

Jason & I were walking with the boys down the driveway at my parents house. (Unrelated note, the driveway was dirt but it's actually been paved for more than 5 years or so.). We were just a short distance from their entryway when Jason shouted out in surprise as he was suddenly able to see a tornado coming toward us from beyond the neighbor's house.

We all turned to start running towards my parents house where we could find shelter.

I was running with Beckett in my arms when I realized we'd never make it in time.  The tornado was coming on us and the winds were getting too strong.

I turned and looked at Jason and hen turned to look at Ty and pleaded, shouting above the noise of the storm, for them to cling to me and yo each other with every ounce of their strength.  I was holding Beckett as we all knelt down together to brace for the storm.  My arms were full with the baby and I was focused on protecting his fragile little body but it killed me that I couldn't wrap my arms around Ty, too.  I had to hope and pray that he and Jason could hold onto me and onto each other and hopefully we could come out of this storm both alive and together.

At this point I thankfully woke up.  I don't think I could have endured a second more.
Ashley Harris Wife & Mom

Ashley is a thirty-something wife and mother of two boys. She enjoys spending time with her family, as well as reading and decorating their home. Her blogging adventures began in 2006 as a single mother and have carried on through marriage and a new life with a husband, a ten-year-old, and an infant.