Home.

Part of my home (home as in "home is where the heart is", not my literal home), part of my midwest, was devastated by tornados this week.  It's heart breaking to see a complete town flattened by mother nature.  If you'd like to donate or offer any support you can do so here. 

And I have 2 things to say about this...

First, I am amazed, in a WTF sorta way, that on the news you see people whose lives have been literally uprooted, who've lost everything, who say, "I just praise the Lord that he saved us."  Or any other Godism.  Really?  So your town is demolished by a tornado, 100 + people people are dead, the town will be forever changed, and you are thanking God because he saved you?  What makes you so special that God saved you and let the others die?  Why didn't your God, who is almighty and powerful (and not at all a figment of your fucking imagination) save the town?  Save the innocent people?  Where was God when the teenager got sucked out of his car through the sunroof?  Hmmm?  I guess whatever gets people through.  Some of us turn to chocolate, some of us turn to God.  To each his own. 

Second, you know what?   Even tho they are a buncha bible thumpin' fools, :) I LOVE my midwest.  I love my Missouri.  And, this is what I love the most.  People will help each other.  People will band together.  The people are good people.  They will pick up.  They will rebuild.  They will overcome.  And they will do it together with a positive attitude.  Everyone is family.  It warms my heart, and makes me miss home.  And it makes me proud to say I'm a midwest girl.  I love my midwest.