I thought it'd be easier to describe how I've felt today. I drive the path of the storm each weekday morning on my way to Starbucks and the office.
It's a different world on so many fronts in different sections of our town. But life has gone on. Sometimes you forget what has happened.
It's hard to imagine that at 5 today, I stood outside my house and stared the same direction, with the same type sky in the background - minus a funnel cloud.
Bad things happen. I know that. But I also know that the aftermath has shown the giving nature of a state and the generosity of strangers across the country. It has shown the strength and heart of a city.