Last night I finished listening to the book, We Were The Lucky Ones.
A description of the book:
Inspired by the incredible true story of one Jewish family separated at the start of World War II, determined to survive—and to reunite—We Were the Lucky Ones is a tribute to the triumph of hope and love against all odds.
It was hard to listen to this but yet I couldn’t stop. It’s almost impossible for me to imagine how some of these people (not just those in the book but everyone who was going through this) to live. How do you get up, put one foot in front of the other, when the future looks so grim, you’re so cold, hungry and have no idea what’s happening with those you love and care about.
As I read, I kept thinking about how the people who went through this time, most of them never saw it coming. Life was normal. Then they began hearing about things happening but thought it would never happen to them. I couldn’t help but be reminded of things happening in our country.
I’m definitely NOT comparing what’s happening here to what happened to these people – mostly Jewish people, but not only the Jewish people.
Now, we have voices being silenced, if you say something a vocal group disagrees with, you’re labeled racist or a hater. I can’t tell you how many times I want to write about something here on the blog, and it’s never anything political or religious – those things that we all, or most of us used to know not to mention, but then I stop and wonder if someone will perceive it completely differently from how I’m meaning it, and then I delete it.
We see things happening that we feel are wrong, but we’ve learned to keep our mouths shut and not take a stand. I’m not advocating for doing anything . . just saying this book really made me think about a lot of things I didn’t think I’d think about when I started listening to the book.
I highly recommend this book!