Son Up to Son Down

 


We had just gotten home last Saturday night around 8 p.m. and by 8:30 p.m., our two massive trees had blown over, barely missing our house. It was a whirlwind, to say the least (see what I did there?). I had just put our youngest to sleep in his room upstairs, which is on the front side of the house. The older two were watching TV in our living room, also on the front side of the house. As I was coming down the stairs from putting Wade to bed, Knox started screaming “Mom! Mom! Mom!” in a scared, shaky voice. I ran downstairs to make sure they were safe and saw this huge tree in fro...



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