Weather, Mamas and Mother Nature

We had storms last night in St. Cloud and there were many thoughts and  feelings that these storms evoked from me.
First of all we ended up in the basement under the stairs as is our conservative approach to the sirens. This was no small task for this big mama especially since I spied a huge black spider as soon as we got in there. Then Aaron insisted on bring Nora's urn with us as well as his most treasured Nora artifacts which was totally sweet. It was also a reminder that the last time we were under those steps, she and her vent and sweet nurse Sara were there with us. Fitting the artifacts, urn and this big mama was not at all arduous compared to sweet Nora and all her equipment. She of course loved it because it was someplace new :) She made it fun. This time, not so fun. I was cramped and crabby. Evie kept trying to sit on poor daddy making him totally uncomfortable. Needless-to-say Nora made life more fun.
Then I became keenly aware of my motherly instincts. At first breeze I sent us all down there packing. We turned on the radio and it became apparent nothing was happening so we all came back upstairs. I kept looking outside and feeling fear which is something I rarely experience. After what's the worst that can happen ... been there done that. Somehow this baby inside of me changed some of that. I was practically sniffing out potential danger and responding with extreme caution. Then the sirens went off. Well then we all had to sit under the stairs with the door closed. Loony mama bear am I for sure!Mostly I kept thinking of what I have been saying all year, "Mother Nature is not too happy with us." Tsunamis, hurricanes, tornadoes o my. As a mother myself I understand what it means to love and to take care of my children but heaven forbid I hit a mood, I hope I am not the only one, and they misbehave and I explode a little. Now on a large scale poor Mother Earth. Imagine all she does for us. She goes totally unnoticed, gets chemicals dumped on her, trash poured on her, we litter her with filth all the time. There is little gratefulness and hardly an ounce of respect. Well I don't blame her for throwing a tantrum now and again. Is this foolish? Weather is weather, right? There appears to be no rhyme or reason. It appears to me however that many in St. Cloud last night were spared. There was potential catastrophe with every fallen tree. Yet most people were safe, no one died. Hopefully we all woke a little more grateful and hopefully we all will be a little nicer to our Mother.