Wednesday, March 4, 2020

Beautiful

When I went to bed at 11 p.m. Monday night, everything was fine. When I woke up Tuesday morning, I found out that everything was not fine.

That kind of happens when disaster strikes, though. Everything tends to be fine until it's suddenly not.

So far, the death count is at 24 in Nashville and middle Tennessee after a tornado ripped through at 1 a.m.

I kept track of the news all day yesterday and today. I have no words, just teary eyes. 

Nashville, you're beautiful and I love you. And I'm very, very sorry.





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