I thought I would take a few minutes from painting the baseboards in my laundry room to try and crank out my contribution for Saturday Centus #54.
I am shocked that my hubby even let me hold a paint brush after I dump a container of paint on the guest room carpet. Oh well, momma always said not to cry over spilled milk....or in this case paint.
As usual, the prompt is in blue : Hush little baby don’t you cry.”
now on to my contribution.......
~~~~~~~As I came out of my safe room, the scene unfolding before me left my hair standing on end. My home was gone. The air was still and eerie. I struggled to get through the debris to find my neighbor. Dear God, please let her be okay!
I heard what sounded like whimpering but I wasn’t sure. I called out “Susan, Susan are you okay?”
When I finally got close to the sound I could see Susan’s legs sticking out from under a door. Her three year old daughter Emily was cradling Susan’s bleeding head in her lap and singing “Hush little baby don’t you cry.”
Mother nature sure has been down right hard on a lot of unfortunate families across our United States. Let's do what we can for them, and keep them in our prayers too!
Please remember to stop by and read other Saturday Centus stories over at Jenny Matlock's blog (off on my tangent). You won't be disappointed. You can get there by clicking here: http://jennymatlock.blogspot.com/2011/05/saturday-centus-hush-little-baby.html
Thanks for stopping by!~Ames