Guten Tag Sweet Friends!
Today is my own personal D-Day. I’m sure eveyone has their own day of destiny, the day that will live in infamy, at least in your mind. Mine is today. It’s the day my Mother was killed. It changed my life forever. It changed the course of my future. It changed me completely and forever. I often wonder where I might be today if she hadn’t been killed, what my life would be like. I might not be an alcoholic. I certainly would not have moved to Hawaii or Germany. I likely would be living in Memphis or Olive Branch near to my family and friends I grew up with. I would not have met the many new friends I have come to love during my travels. I might even be eating meat! 🙂
BUT, those are what if’s, and that’s something I shouldn’t think about or even try to ponder. These are the “cards that were dealt to me,” and while I would without hesitation change what happened on this day 13 years ago, I would still want to experience all the many wonderful things, places, and people that have been a part of my life these 13 years. Even out of the most horrible tragedies, the flowers still bloom, the rainbows are there and sun still shines.
I was reminded of this today when we toured the Nazi Party
Grounds and Documetation Center as well as the courtrooms where the Nuremberg trials were held, now museum. I was again stunned and sobered by the events and tragedies leading up to the holocaust and of course the ultimate final solution. The accumulation of power in one man is hard to believe and yet it still happens today, right now in other countries; and could happen again here or in the US. The atrocities of the holocaust and the concentration camps is something I can never forget nor wrap my mind around. How could that happen? How could the world let that happen? And yet, it happens today. Atrocities and genocide are going on right now and the world is either silent or unknowing.
Today, I wept for those who died in the Holocaust. I wept for the millions who continue to die at the hands of their own countrymen. I wept for my Mother. While it was a sad and sobering day, I also found joy in the beauty of the day, the beauty of the grounds and the museums, the beauty of this city where so much of the war and racial law started. I found great joy in its citizens as well. And the perspective I gained today, once again, put my world in balance.
I hope you find balance today my friends as well as great joy and triumph over you own personal D-Day. Namaste.