This is not the blog I started writing the morning before a monstrous tornado hit Oklahoma.
This is written as news of the rising death toll streams across my screen. As I switched between news sources I was stopped by this simple sentence on CNN:
“A father of a third-grader still missing sat quietly on a stool. Tears fell from his eyes as he waited for news of his son.”
Night has fallen in Moore, Oklahoma, and the searchers are looking for missing children at the elementary school. When I think of that waiting dad, my tears fall, too. Continue reading








