While we hold our secrets close to our hearts, sometimes they slip out. Five stories
Our situation had the component of additional stress because at the same time, our father was hospitalized with a life-threatening health crisis.
There we were, three family members in the same hospital, each on a different floor. Our remaining sister worked in the hospital and our mother was torn between the loyalties to each individual family member; the challenge of yet another litmus test in our Holocaust survivors parents’ lives.
A powerful scene, if you can possibly imagine it.
We told no one about our surgery until the last possible moment. Even telling our other family members was difficult.
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