I remember it all too well.
Instead of enjoying my birthday party(8/12) which we had planned for that weekend, the wife and I were scrambling like hell securing the house, packing all of our belongings into our cars, and saying goodbye to what we had thought would be the last time we'd see our home that we had bought that year. It was rough. I still feel guilty jumping for joy when we learned that the storm had turned sharply away from our path, because I knew inside that, though we were spared, there would be many others nearby who would be befalling a terrible fate that day.
You're right, many things still ain't right for many who were in Charlie's path.