Getting too big for our britches

I have never before seen the devastation of a natural disaster up close and personal.  It truly is one of those stop-you-in-your-tracks moments.  Much of my travel takes me down FM 2909, one of the most wrecked areas.  A friend of mine USED to live behind what USED to be Sides Pea Farm.  That whole area is simply gone now.

I'm reminded of a phrase my grandma used to use..."You're getting too big for your britches."  On a much larger scale, I think the whole of humankind has gotten too big for its britches.  Just when we start to act like we're in charge, we are reminded that, indeed, we are not. 

First husband and I came out of the tornado wreckage unscathed, for which we are truly grateful.  Some of my friends did not.  Their lives have been turned upside down, and there's not much I can do about it, other than offer items they may need, and words of comfort (I hope).  What really impresses me is the resilience of the ones who were impacted.  Even though this is probably one of the worst things they ever will experience, you won't find them wallowing in it and bemoaning their fate

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