Something else I take for granted... last night when I was sitting in the basement and could hear the emergency sirens going off and the wind howling, I was holding a scared little toddler and my four year old was sleeping next to us. We were sitting under the I-beam in our basement and my dear husband was hooking up a TV so we could follow the weather. I had this moment of feeling safe. Because we live in the middle of Ohio in a nice community, there aren't really many opportunities that I have to reflect on my safety. Because I am usually safe, I don't think about it. I wondered about people in this world who face attacks on their live daily and what a sweet feeling safety actually is.