I felt dread as we walked closer to the door, but I also thought how fitting that we should be here. Not just to remember the horror of how cruel people can be to each other but also I remembered mom and the stories she told me of her experiences in the camps. I saw the faces of the people and I could feel their pain and anguish. This was a most fitting place to be on the anniversary of her death, for out of such sadness
one knows life goes on. That was a lesson she taught me. That through the horrors of war, the loses of life -friends and family, and being torn apart from family we can survive and life does go on.
|Jamie (the birthday girl) on our favorite trip to Disney.|