We went on a little road trip this weekend and found this sweet little monument along the track of the April 2011 tornado. The trees are still mangled, new buildings stand in the footprints of destruction, and this pillar stands in honor of the people who lost their lives on this tragic day. Gratitude enfolded the terrifying memories of this day, as I humbly read the names of the lost. This event changed the South; it marred our landscape, broke hearts, and destroyed homes, but it also united us in purpose. I feel so honored to have stood at this wall, and I also will always choose to remember.