June 19, 2007
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My poor Benjamin bunny!
Y’all may have read about the ferocious thunderstorms that suddenly blew up and pounded the northern part of the area last night. We had hard rain with some thunder but that was about all. Mind, it was enough, but still…..it wasn’t too terribly bad. Not like up in Gainesville or Sherman.
Or even Keller, where Kirstin lives. She told me tonight that the storm was absolutely wicked, with almost-continual lightning and thunder, in addition to the driving rain. To her surprise it appeared that both boys were sleeping through it. Then a bolt of lightning hit right next to their house, shutting down the electricity, and basically “frying” a lot of their circuits. The phone, TV, oven, garage door opener, I don’t remember what all now don’t work. It shook the house when it hit and Kirstin decided this was ridiculous….how could the boys possibly be sleeping through this?
So she took a flashlight and tiptoed up the stairs, quietly opening the door to Benjamin’s room which was, naturally, pitch black except for the occasional flash of lightning. She softly approached his bed, as she certainly didn’t want to awaken him if he were, in fact, asleep. As she reached it she could just make out a still figure in the middle of his double bed, rolled into a fetal position, and she could hear raspy breathing; Kirstin whispered, “Benjamin?”
From the huddled lump came a barely audible, thin thread of a whisper. “I….am….so….scared!”
He was literally frozen with fear, unable to move or cry out. She said she picked him up and when she did he stayed in a ball, and remained like that until she got him downstairs and on her lap on the sofa. After a while he was finally able to relax a little bit. It took a couple of hours until the storm had passed over and he was able to be tucked into their bed to sleep. When he got up this morning….showing definite signs of his hard night….he solemnly told his mother all about how the lightning “got” his night light, and got the hall light, and got the bathroom light, etc. The clear implication was that the lightning did its level best to “get” him, too, but somehow missed him. He requested his favorite morning television show, but was reminded that due to the lightning the television doesn’t work.
He crumpled at this news. “Will this nightmare never end?” his face clearly showed.
Comments (6)
Oh how sad. Poor Benjamin. THat just breaks my heart. I pray he isn’t terrified of Storms from now on.
And poor Kloesel’s. Didn’t lightning strike behind their last house too and fry a few circuits? They must be attracting it. Praise God it didn’t strike their house. Hopefully insurance will cover all of the damages.
My mom said when i was a baby, lightning shot through our hall way window, bouced around the walls, and back out a window. She and my aunt watched it happen. That would be scary.
Yes, what an excellent memory you have! She said they must be some sort of lightning-magnet, as the same thing happened to their house in Haslet. =8^o
I cannot imagine having lightning come through the window like that!
Let’s not mention that possibility to Benjamin, as right now he only suspects that’s possible.
Poor little guy! How wonderful that his mom went and got him so he didn’t lie there in terror all night. And to have the TV out – truly the last straw.
Poor little one, I remember being so afraid of thunderstorms, especially when tornadoes could accompany them! A few years ago, we had to get a new air-conditioning system because lightning that only hit *nearby* fried the innards of the old one. Man!
Just this week, there was a lady here who was, not exactly struck by lightning, but zapped by the effects of lightning hitting a utility pole very close to her (we had terrific storms on Tuesday.) She felt tingling in her legs, and was extremely frightened and called 911. On top of that, she’s pregnant. She’s been checked out, though, and all is well.
That would be scary, indeed! What a blessing her bambino’s okay.