SARAH'S KEY

This fall, during holiday,

Larry said he had someplace he wished for me to see.

We dressed warmly and traveled West.

Walking.

Upon arriving, the director was absent,

so we waited about

half and hour to be allowed in.

We were at the

Deportation Memorial.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Memorial_de_la_Deportation

How many times had I passed by this part of the island....

how did I miss this tragic Memorial?

Larry and I were allowed in and as we descended the stairs

our footsteps made a lonely sound.

We were the only two people there.

The Wall of Crystals was a sad

reminder to me.

Breath caught in my throat.

My eyes teared.

A cold breeze off the Seine went right through me.

200,000 crystals

One for each deportee

who died in a concentration camp.

Larry took my hand.

He asked if I was alright?

I was,

amazingly sad seeing the crystals,

thousands of them.

I cried.

***

A few weeks ago, walking through COSCO,

I saw a book.

As habit might have it,

I put it in my basket,

even though I had two other books ahead of it

on the TBR stack.

SARAH'S KEY

This weekend, I started Sara's Key.

It is a story of the deportees during the

German occupation of France.

I was surprised and stunned.

When I left the Deportation Memorial in November,

so many questions were unanswered.

I am halfway through Sarah's Key.

Unable to put it down,

I have dozens more questions...

and

I promise that next November,

to visit this spot once again.

This time, my prayers

will be filled with bit more knowledge and much Love.

Forgive my rambling.

My heart is filled with sadness....

****

Today I babysit MITZU

while Lauren goes to the DR

in Dallas....

A houseful of PUGS!

What on earth could be better than that?

Love you,

Me