Momlogic's Winter: Three years after the biggest natural disaster that has ever hit my family, I still feel like crying.
Quickly calling my grandmother, I listened with grave concern as she talked about her siblings and the fact that my 74-year-old Auntie Georgie swore she would just put the furniture on top of the table and ride out the storm. She was so feisty, in fact, that the officials had to come to her door and make her evacuate.
The following days were characterized by agony as I watched people stranded on top of cars and roofs, their babies sweltering in the heat. I felt anger towards relief agencies and appalled that help took far too long to get to thousands of stranded souls. I was scared that the city that I came to love would never be the same. While I was blessed that all of my family made it out in time, the aftermath still leaves lingering emotional and financial scars on all of us.
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