http://tikitikiblog.com/preparing-for-the-tormentas/ Latino stories of cultura, color and sabor Wed, 08 Feb 2012 17:22:57 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 http://tikitikiblog.com/preparing-for-the-tormentas/comment-page-1/#comment-755 Catherine Thu, 13 Aug 2009 16:21:25 +0000 http://tikitikiblog.com/?p=1398#comment-755 In Miami, when a big hurricane is about to hit, the city goes crazy. The lines to the gas stations are mile-long. Paying for groceries can take up to an hour (not even playing.) Supplies at store fly. And all this because of a certain Hurricane Andrew. I remember my mom keeping her calm perfectly through the tumultuous '92 storm. Thanks for the post. :) In Miami, when a big hurricane is about to hit, the city goes crazy. The lines to the gas stations are mile-long. Paying for groceries can take up to an hour (not even playing.) Supplies at store fly. And all this because of a certain Hurricane Andrew. I remember my mom keeping her calm perfectly through the tumultuous ’92 storm. Thanks for the post. :)

]]> http://tikitikiblog.com/preparing-for-the-tormentas/comment-page-1/#comment-735 Monica Tue, 11 Aug 2009 15:00:40 +0000 http://tikitikiblog.com/?p=1398#comment-735 I never used to be scared of storms until 5 years ago when I survived a tornado that destroyed half my house. My daughter was 3 months old. Since then I immediately feel the tightening in my shoulders when a storm starts to blow through and I have to work hard not to pass on this fear to my kids. But before this, I often felt as you do and enjoyed the sizzle in the air that often came right before the storm arrived, when the breeze blew the trees and that greenish gray light made everything around me pop. Thanks for the food for thought. I never used to be scared of storms until 5 years ago when I survived a tornado that destroyed half my house. My daughter was 3 months old. Since then I immediately feel the tightening in my shoulders when a storm starts to blow through and I have to work hard not to pass on this fear to my kids.
But before this, I often felt as you do and enjoyed the sizzle in the air that often came right before the storm arrived, when the breeze blew the trees and that greenish gray light made everything around me pop.
Thanks for the food for thought.

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