



I believe the storm was the calm part. It is the cleaning and recovery part that is the most difficult. Hurricane Wilma left very little standing when she came through Broward County. Michael and I were safely tucked away in our safe room. Izzy and Charlie thought it was just a big party. Michael spent the morning reading and I spent my time knitting. The power went out as the storm hit. We sat and listened to the wind and the debris hitting the walls. The scariest part was hearing the cement roof shingles hit the ground. During the eye of the storm, we adventured out to see the destruction. We were shocked to see how much damage the first part of the storm did. We hurried back in and waited for the back end of the storm to come through. Broward County has not had a direct hit since the 1950’s. Needless to say, Broward County was not ready for the destruction she left behind. After the storm, Michael, Izzy, and I got in my car and headed to his parents. We were shocked to see the aftermath. It looked like a war zone: traffic signals were on the ground, trees were decimated, roads were blocked, side walks were ripped up, roofs torn off, cars destroyed, flooding every where, cement light posts bent in half or lying on the ground. I am glad to say that our family and friends were all safe. There was only minor damage to his parent’s house. We got our power back after four days. I have to admit it was kinda fun without the power for a few days. Michael and I hung out and played games. It was a lot of bonding time. I feel sorry for the families that are still without power today. I could only handle it for a few days. School was out for two weeks, so I went to GA for 4 days. We are back to work and life is slowly returning to normal. Traffic lights are still out which makes traffic very dangerous. I am thankful for our safety. I owe Michael my sincere gratitude. He was the one who prepared us for all the hurricanes. He kept on even when I laughed it off. Thank you Michael for keeping our family safe!