“If there ever comes a day where we can’t be
together, keep me in your heart,
I’ll stay there forever.”
Winnie the Pooh
My beautiful darling mother passed eleven years ago today.
She was a holocaust survivor; she was the only survivor out of her entire family. She knew about love and pain and suffering and horrors. She survived the gas chambers of Auschwitz, and she somehow escaped her sentence to be killed 3 times.
She was the strongest woman and the most courageous woman I will ever know.
She knew about forgiveness and even after all that she suffered, all that she stood witness to and all that she saw, all that she lost in her life – even after her heart was torn out of her, she somehow still believed, still had faith, still went on and built a life.
She loved to laugh, she loved jokes, she was humble, she always made the best of what she had, and she loved her children unconditionally. She gave my brother and me all that she had within her to give.
She had the strength to go on after my father passed and still take care of two small children, while being all alone in this world. She had no one to rely on, no one to ask a question, no one to trust. And somehow she trusted and somehow she still worked hard and we had a home, thanks to her.
When she was in her senior years and I would ask her how will I survive without her? She always said that her spirit will always be with me.
Well my darling mother, I feel your spirit with me everyday.
I honor you, I am grateful to you, and I love you with all my heart.
Copyright Masha G. Ellman 2015