At chewing your thoughts, I was reminded the life story of a mother who crossed the borderline in winter when communism entered her country, when she was alone and pregnant, and had to fleed another place.
She daughter told me this sad story. It was near 50 years ago she scaped from a place near Latvia (I´m not saying the exact place) and recently, she had to do the same thing, because her daughter -this time- is in Fla. (USA) and pushed her to leave Venezuela.
This time, once again, she regrets leaving her friends, her bonds, and I don´t remember the exact details of the 1st time but, few years now, she did it without her husband, my friend´s dad, because he is dead.
At least, this time, that old lady walked up without a cold winter. This time she left few things behind, without the material lost many ppl have felt (their places) whenever they fled to run and hide a radical comumnism, with their shortage.
God is an amazing being who have permited men to learn things the hard way, to see we need His kingdom and His ppl.
I closed my eyes and can see many live stories men and women forgot to write down, particulatly in Europe... What could I say about those holocausts?
Music of the Holocaust