What Doesn't Kill You...

Robert and I seem to have gone through a lot in the short six months we have been together.  I had the normal flu, bronchitis, pneumonia and then H1N1 all in a three month period (basically the first three months of our relationship) and Robert has had hernia surgery.

Saturday, April 14th was a testament to our strong relationship.  We survived our first tornado together.  I don't mean just a tornado watch and we were glued to the TV.  I mean tornado, heading straight for our house, in our shelters praying tornado.

Highlights:
Robert knows that 12hrs of tornado coverage isn't enough.
Robert knows he's not suppose to turn the channel while there are tornado warnings for any part of Kansas.
Robert knows that I will yell at him if he opens the door when the sirens are going off to see if he can actually see the tornado that is baring down on us and might kill us. 
I will not spend another tornado in a closet without him beside me. 
We know that Monkey has breathe bad enough to knock a grown man unconscious.
 Monkey will need his own closet next round of storms. 
I made sure I had a bra on.
I had the pleasure of praying with my Mom.
Baby Sixx licked my Mom's tears and laid on her to bring her comfort.
Baby Sixx had no idea she was in a 1x1 closet and why we were so upset.
Monkey wouldn't get in the closet with Robert and pulled his stitches and I left Robert in the hallway on the floor and returned to my closet...yes, I'm still making up for this and all I can say is I was mad he wasn't already in his closet and waited until the very last minute!
Willow was sacrificed and had to go to the garage in her carrier because there wasn't room in either closet.
Mom will not spend another storm in a closet at our home.
After the storm lifted and we were clear, Robert held me for 2hrs straight and wouldn't leave my side.
I was thankful that my dress was still at the bridal store and wasn't with me.
You can quote all the weather mumble jumble you want, but that tornado turned because prayers work!