Do Not Cast Me Off
A knock on the door brings an excitement to her step. Fixing her thinning hair and dressing gown, Rose rushes to open the front door. “You remembered me,” she cries as the gift basket is presented to her, “You remembered my birthday!” Rose completely captured our hearts. Walking into her one-room apartment, you would be shocked to see the few things she owns. Precious Rose looks so frail—you just want to hug her for a long time. Rose knows all about loss and having to survive on very little. She finds it too difficult to speak of her own experience in the Holocaust and instead tells someone else’s story. “My husband lost 92 family members in the Holocaust,” she says quite matter-of-factly. But the pain of the loneliness after losing her husband is still fresh in her mind, as tears stream down her cheeks.
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