During the storm she crouched down and closed her eyes. She could hear things batting against the house and before long she could feel pieces of her home's new insulation in her hair. Because of the wind she could hardly keep holding the blanket she had grabbed and she held on desperately to her oxygen tank, thinking that if she went, it was going with her.
"I didn't know what was louder, the tornado or me praying," she said, pointing out that she prayed whatever came to mind and certainly said a few Hail Marys "over and over" to make sure God heard her.
"He must have, because I'm here," she was quick to add.
Without any hesitation, she said her faith was strengthened by the tornado because she is convinced she would not have survived without praying.
Before and AFTER photos to see how her prayers were answered!