It was that early morning call, the kind of call that instantly makes your heart drop into your stomach. The second I heard my mother’s voice, I knew something was terribly wrong. A tornado had barreled through her neighborhood, causing two massive trees to collapse — one crashing through her roof and the other tearing up the yard. The fear and disbelief in her tone said it all. What had once been her safe haven was now tangled and swallowed by wood and debris. After the shock wore off, my mom’s first qu ...