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The matriarch of our family, and the only living Holocaust survivor amongst us, turns 100 today. Life has been cruel and kind to the woman we call bubbe, and the irony that she turns 100 amidst global unease is appropriate, in a way she would come to expect.
We’ve thought about her life constantly this year — the choices she’s made & the ones she’s been forced to endure. Auschwitz, the destruction of her family, the loss of three husbands over a lifetime. No choice but to rebuild anew & make it better for each following generation.
Thanks for your endless grit, bubbe. Thanks for fighting, again and again. Thanks for persevering even when the odds seemed insurmountable. Even when all you had on your side was luck. Even when that luck was down to the flight of a bullet or the malfunction of a gas chamber.
We get up. Because we’re grateful to draw another breath. As you have shown us again and again.
