27/01/2024
Today is Holocaust Rembrance Day.
The day Aushwitz was liberated.
The day my grandmother remembers as being one of both relief and despair.
One of both watching people eat and drink themselves to death as they packed food and water into their emaciated bodies and one of which she would need to gather herself up and start walking toward freedom.
The day my great grandmother would be free to find her children again, which she did when she was able to travel over to Canada.
The day my great aunt and her sister would learn to live without the rest of their family, as they were murdered by the n***s.
I visited Aushwitz and experienced a pain that cannot be described in words. Years later, my parents would visit the camp and go through the same feelings I did, with my dad walking in the footsteps of his mother.
I cannot properly describe what it's like to try to process the barbaric reality I had to digest.
I cannot truly explain what it was like to look at the hair and luggage and shoes, trying desperately to somehow spot those belonging to my family.
A-9053.
My grandmother's number, branded like cattle and used instead of her name, Chana Johanna Heinrich. A beautiful Romania woman. A Jew. A warrior. The strongest woman I have ever know and had the privilege of being her granddaughter.
I usually share the same post on this day, however, this year is different. This year, I am faced with antisemitism all over the globe and wondering how "Never Again" became simply, "Again".
I've lost friends over this, both in real life and through the content creator world. I've been gaslighted, people telling me I don't understand what Zionism means. Telling me I don't understand what "from the river the the sea" means.
Is history actually repeating itself?
I'm baffled, but also, isn't that we do over and over?
Today I remember the 6million Jews murdered for simply being Jewish.
I remember all of those forced to wear inverted purple, pink, black, red, and green triangles as a classification system describing those who were seen as less-than.
In a world full of hatred, be the one who chooses love.
Am Yisrael Chai 💙🤍