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This past Wednesday we went to Auschwitz and Birkenau.
When Seth told me that we could go to Poland I was so excited! Seeing Auschwitz and Birkenau was very high up on my bucket list, and now I can successfully mark it off.
I sort of knew what to expect because I did a lot of research into it, but really NOTHING can prepare you for what you actually see.
To be honest I feel like I have a bit of post traumatic stress disorder. There were certain pictures and facts that just made me ache all over, mainly things involving children.
I don’t think that is just because I am a mother. I think it’s just human to be saddened when a child’s innocence and joy is ripped away.
Dr Josef Mengele, also know as the angel of death, was the main doctor at Auschwitz. He would determine who would be sent to the gas chambers and who would be sent to the camp.
He is most known for torturing the children at Auschwitz, and he had a sick fascination with twins
These are just a few of the things that he did to children (without anesthesia)
drain their blood until death
inject chloroform into their heart
remove sex organs
removal of limbs
inject dyes into their eyes, trying to change the color
transfusion of blood from one twin to another
sewing together a set of twins to create siamese twins
What a sick man. Dr Mengele was never arrested and charged for the war crimes. He moved away after the war and was never brought to justice.
I can not imagine the terror of being a mother captured in a concentration camp and then having your child ripped away from you. As a parent there is no greater fear than being separated from your child.
Here is some of what we saw at Auschwitz
This picture. I really can’t look at it but for a brief second, but it’s constantly on my mind.
She was only 2 years old.
That is near the same age as my child is now.
I just want to pick this innocent baby up and hold her in my arms.
I think of the pain that she had to endure.
She must have felt so alone.
Scared, hungry, and cold.
Screaming for her mother.
“Surely there is no more wretched sight that the human body unloved and uncared for.”
―Corrie Tin Boone