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I was thinking about all this today. Years ago, I was in Michigan and took myself to a holocaust museum there. It was good and bad. So sad. They had actual survivors who presented talks. Why not go? First one was good. Second one, I will never forget. It was an old lady. Smiling. Her story was horrible, she was hurt, everyone but her killed, no photos of her family remain etc. But she ended so hopeful. Talked about joy. It was like 20 people listening and it..I don't know how to describe. We formed an impromptu line. She hugged and spoke to each of us. Tiny short lady who lost everything. When it was my turn, I was still teary from the sadness. She hugged me and all she said was "Go. And be happy". I think about her story a lot. How she fought to survive when honestly sometimes I don't want to. And I tell myself not to squander being alive. She fought tooth and nail but wanted me to be happy? I can't throw away what she suffered for (life)
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