fragments from correspondence

Got this in an email from my mom tonight, after storms in Minneapolis:

"Tornadoes here today. Strange variation on the theme, with no big
disturbance that I noticed, except for torrential rainfall on Pleasant
Avenue. But over on Portland: trees down, roofs lifted off, and
cars crushed under huge trunks. Multiple touchdowns. Downtown too.

Sort of like life. Enormous disturbances and trauma at one
address, and life flowing on next door. How to understand it?"

Yeah, totally.