I hate earthquakes. I hate them. Hate them. Hate them. Just ask anyone in my immediate family.
Growing up, I would literally freak out when we had big ones, I would get terribly upset and it'd be hard to calm down. I've gotten better over the years, but rather than burst out outwardly, I inwardly freak out, so as not to freak out my children.
Tonight, at 7:49, we experienced a pretty big one. It was 'only' 5.0. But it was strong, and it felt long. Me and the girls were home alone when it happened, it was scarey.
Things fell out of cupboards.
Off the walls.
It took a long while to calm the girls down, all the while trying to hold it together myself. I was scared. Thankfully my Mom remembers how freaked out I get and she looks out for me and called to see if me and the girls were okay.
Hannah asked who made Jesus mad. Which thinking about it, what an awesome question from an eight year old. LOL. I explained to her it's the earth shifting, etc, etc. She finally went to sleep, but after a lot of questions and lots of hugs and reassurance. I told her there could be aftershocks and that Jesus would keep us safe. She seemed good with those answers.
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