Sunday, November 27, 2011

Dreamed Memories

I think it must be my current state of exhaustion that is making me weepy about this.

Or just the unending sadness of it.

Imagine are 5 and your mother who is the toast of literary France is hauled off by the Gestapo in 1942 and killed a month later. Then in your adult years your write...well...the above.

Lord! No wonder I'm weepy.

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David Allen Waters said...

no wonder indeed.....wowsers :(

becca said...

sounds like an interesting book