I was only three years old when Mount St Helens erupted killing 57 people. It was a few years after the fact, that my child’s mind could process deadliest eruption…
I was only three years old when Mount St Helens erupted killing 57 people. It was a few years after the fact, that my child’s mind could process deadliest eruption in the United States.
Natural disasters are strange mixture of terror and fascination. It was one of the first times I remember learning that nature can be volatile. That there was more to it than baby bunnies and daisies. Not only could the earth open up and swallow or whirring funnels reach down from the sky but the earth could explode and pour hot lava for miles. Mount St Helens was a landmark of my childhood.
Thirty four years later, Mount St Helens National Volcanic Monument still bears scars of her volatile and harsh past.
But there are also wildflowers and animals reminding us that following devastation there is rebuilding and rebirth.
It’s a place of education and beauty.
After a few hours of learning and contemplating, we walked back to the car and I couldn’t help but notice the daisies.
Love and Laughter,
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