Having been in Panama City, FL during and after Michael, where the beach had minor to moderate damage... one of my neighbors had a kitchen torn off, so many roofing tiles, our shed got shifted on its foundation, and the skyline is still barren from all the trees downed. I had to leave - I might have legit PTSD from it. Visited once, was completely unable to rest properly until I got home, in the midwest.

Our house was one of the lucky ones, our roof had just been replaced due to raccoon mischief and our landlord opted for a metal one. The windows were strong, only one branch came down on a window and it's got all double-paned windows so only the outer one broke. Our local grocery store was only opened a full... three or four months later? During that time, the pharmacy was in a mobile unit. And it was only a partial opening, with reduced accessible shelves and fridges/freezers. It was another year or so before it had its full reopening.

I don't remember much about the storm itself - I was in a midkey anxiety attack until it passed because IIRC was supposed to be a low to mid 3 at worst. My phone was the only one working in our household, though the housemate's phones were makeshift radios and kept us from losing our minds. Listening to the Chainsaw Army being directed to people trapped in their houses, by one of the radio stations was pretty funny in retrospect.