Tornadoes in Colorado are not unheard of, however, they are not common either. Today 6 big, no make that HUGE, tornadoes hit northern Colorado. A small community called Windsor was hit very hard. 130 kids from a daycare center huddled in a bank vault, not a scratch. People just weeping over their lost homes and dreams. Heartbreaking. So much damage and fear, makes me think, if I knew something big was coming, what would I grab? I just moved my parents photo album off a shelf and onto a table in easy reach. I would have to pull photos off the wall and off the TV where they sit so I can see them every day, in order to save them. The books are all replaceable, so I guess Jack the dog and I would be huddled in the basement with stacks of photos and little else. It's funny to think I have so little of value. I guess I might grab my favorite purse (one of oh so many) , and maybe my favorite pillow ( they don't make it any more, and it took forever to find one I really liked). We ended up being far from the worst weather, but it really made me think. I put the Boys car in the garage just in case, in very tightly beside my beloved Jeep, and since the Man is away in Moab for a week, we had room (in case of baseball sized hail). I feel very grateful that we are safe and did not have to gather precious items into the basement, but now I wonder...maybe I should get a box to keep everything that matters in. But if it is sitting in a box, ready to run with, then I cannot enjoy it every day. So I guess I will let the weather do what it will, I will continue to gaze at my photos on a daily basis, I won't let fear put me in a box and I will be grateful for the fact that I have a roof on my house, I have people who love me, and I did not have to hide out in the basement with a small, barking dog.