We have a flat roof. Or had.

We have a flat roof. Or had. We had a flat roof.

It sounded like someone was stomping on it and then the whole roof peeled back.

It was raining all around us.

The kids and I went into a small hallway outside our bedroom and stayed there until the ceiling in the living room fell in. We went downstairs to the middle of our house and waited out the storm.

I cried as I watched the hurricane destroy the home we had spent the last 10 years building.

I cried that my children were in this situation.

My 19-year-old daughter was a rock during the entire storm. She helped her 11-year-old sister and 3-year-old brother stay calm by singing them songs.

My husband and my brother-in-law were busy assessing the situation. They made sure we were safe. We went upstairs a few times in the midst of the storm and we were able to salvage some clothes and our wedding photos.

My husband is a man of many trades.  He does all types of work–from car audio, closed circuit television, merchant services, pool service, solar paneling installation and remodeling. You name it and he can do it! Or he will learn how. We have been fortunate that he has had lots of work since the storm. 

We won’t stay for another hurricane. I’m glad we were here though. It helped us understand the magnitude of the hurricane and the destruction it brought.

We will do what it takes to get things back to normal. Or as normal as possible. We have grown in a lot of ways. I think we are closer. Closer to God and to each other.