My Survivor

My Survivor
The story of my daughter's tornado experience told threw my eyes

 It was a very normal Sunday.  I was playing my on-line game and hoping the thunderstorm would politely go around us.  As it neared I was finally forced to shut down the computer system and go downstairs to listen to the weather band radio.  We had a TV in the lowest room with radar, which we monitored from time to time.  Dad and I kept walking out on the front porch and at one point joked about the hail.  I remember sending my friend Jeff in Chicago a text telling him I was sending him some killer storms.  That was right before my world changed.
 News came in that St.Johns hospital was hit by a tornado.  This was my wake up call.  The storm had produced a tornado and now there was proof that it had hit Joplin.  I ran upstairs to google the hit.  Sure enough there was a lonely blog with a crude picture of St. Johns and the debris from the disaster.  I called my ex-wife (Melody) to make sure she and my daughter (Autumn) were OK.  No answer.  I texted, "are you guys OK?  please let me know".   I waited.   At 6:19PM I wrote "news says St. Johns Hospital on 26th was leveled by a tornado", as my Facebook status. I waited some more, while I paced and listened to the radio broadcasting weather.  I sent her another text and waited.