My son is a dentist in Louisville, so Friday, March 2nd I was on pins and needles as I waited for him to pick up on my cell call. He was OK. That's all I needed to hear. He was OK. For that very day, a ferocious tornado ripped apart hundreds of lives in the nearby town of Henryville. I can't get it out of my mind. Another lesson in gratitude. My own daily complaints were blown away.