Knowledge is Power

...but is it really?  Is knowledge really power?  I am from the east coast, born and raised.  Until last summer, I had never lived anywhere but in Virginia.  Now I live in the Midwest, in Tornado Alley.  I have a phobia of tornadoes, a REALLY BIG phobia of tornadoes, so why oh why did I move to the Midwest?  I didn't know, I truly did not know what exactly Tornado Alley meant, I did not know that I would actually experience a tornado and not even one, but four in 72 hours!  I never expected to hear the sirens even once, instead I heard them six times in 72 hours.  You probably don't believe me.  Just last night I heard, "Well you did move to Tornado Alley."  Yes, I did, and wow do I feel dumb right about now!  And angry and scared.  Not only did I move to Tornado Alley, but I moved into a house without an underground basement, that tells you right there that I really did not understand what I was getting myself into, I really did not believe for even a second that I would ever really need an underground basement, I never imagined I would be huddled in a closet underneath the stairs with my two babies listening to sirens wailing, shaking, hyperventilating, sweating, and praying.  I really was that naive.  Now all I have to say is, "There is no place like home!"  Oh I want to go home, I am sick, physically ill from anxiety, yet I find myself drawn to all things tornado.  I watch the storms move across the country, I tune into the storm chaser videos, I read every news story I can get my hands on, I want to know everything there is to know about tornadoes.  If I know everything, if I know what a wall cloud is, how to spot rotation, what a funnel cloud looks like, then can I protect myself?  Will I have warning?  Can I predict and escape the tornadoes?  Or am I fooling myself?  Am I actually fueling the fire?  All I know is that I don't know why anyone would knowingly choose to live in Tornado Alley.  Do they simply not know better?  Do they not know that there are places in the US where not only do you not have to fear tornadoes on a daily basis, but you don't have to contend with insane wind, hail, massive snow storms.  Places where you are a short drive from the beach and the mountains and major cities.  Places where the summer isn't quite as unbearable and you never reach single digits in the winter...places like Virginia.  I am and always will be a southern east coast girl...there is no place like home, now to just figure out how to get back there.

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