Worry, worry, worry

If you're looking for my healthy stomach, it no longer resides in me. Or anywhere else, for that matter. My list of worries has actually had my stomach pulverized for good measure. I can honestly say that my list of worries gets bigger every day and sometimes, like yesterday, I realize I need to do something about it. Yesterday was a bad day for weather. We had a tornado scare. I had to use my "scary mommy" voice with the kids. Our weather radio went off and about ten seconds after I heard our town's name come up, the sirens started blazing in town. I told the kids to get their stuff and haul tush for the van. We don't have shelter in our home and with three kids to worry about the safety of, I was forced to scare them into a desperate need for speed during the situation. We were going to go to my friends basement, but it's six miles away and hail was on the way. So we turned tail and headed for the local "storm shelter". It's the local high school locker room. We made it to the shelter just in time for me to practically hop the fire lane curb and run into the building. Lucky me. I think I rebroke my foot a little after slipping on some wet grass trying to get Evie out of the cold rain. She was dressed in nothing but a onesie and shivering. Abby and Alex were crying and terrified, soaked to the bone. As I sat there in that locker room, huddled with the masses with my terrified and crying children, I realized I can't worry about this anymore. I need a shelter for my family. Need - with a capital 'N'. I have an annoyingly long-time unemployed husband, three kids I desperately need to keep safe at times like this, black widows being crushed in my backyard (tonight), mold and terrible dirt smells permeating our house after any rain choking us and causing asthma flares, ants swarming my cupboards, and a germaphobic borderline hypochondriac son with a paralyzing fear of touching food. I need to make a solution for one of these problems and a storm shelter is almost at the top of my list after hearing about all the scary things happening during these storms. They say to place your worries in the Lord's hands. I'm trying. Lord, I could use a storm shelter by the end of the week, please. Amen.