Today, my fire gained fuel. I sat, with great pride and love, in the living room of the original Storm Chaser. I starred, in awe, at the beautiful face that held ornery eyes that would never age. Meet Nana. A woman that has greatly shaped me into the Storm Chaser I am today. She is the original.
We all have personal storms that we face. Some big, some small, and some in between. Here are some of my personal storms. Are you ready to run with me?....