The past couple of days have contained several reminders for me of how blessed I am. Today's reminder was the Anne Frank exhibit at Kennesaw State University. Our tour started with a movie about Anne's life and the world around her during her short life. I remember reading her diary when I was young and feeling bad about how her life ended. But now that I'm a mother, watching the movie really made me think. Mr. Frank and Mrs. Frank were sent to different concentration camps than their daughters. What would it have been like to have their family ripped apart? How must Anne's parents have felt to have their two daughters shipped off to concentration camps in train cars, knowing they would most likely never see them again? It's just too hard to contemplate.
On a more uplifting note, we have a chance to help people in need. Lynda has organized an effort for knitters to knit small gifts like hats and scarves for homeless people in Los Angeles. If you'd like to help, more details are available here.
Thank you for all of the nice comments about my mom's visit. We're having a nice time together. It's hard to believe that her visit is more than half over already!