When I was little, there were a few earthquakes, but I always managed not to feel them. My mom would say later to me “did that earthquake wake you up?” or “while you were bouncing on your bed, there was an earthquake – did you feel it?”
Then when I was older, I again always managed to miss them! The one I remember in particular, was large enough to affect a considerable portion of Ontario. I was sleeping ON THE FLOOR at the time and I did not feel it! Oh, I was mad.
So here I am in Kentucky visiting my husband’s family, and a 2.something one hit in the middle of the night. It woke me up! It was amazing to feel… though I can’t imagine feeling a big ‘un. That would be terrifying, even if there are no buildings around!
It lasted quit awhile, while varying between a rippling feeling, and shaking back and forth.
What an amazing thing… just thank goodness it was small!
