I'm going to meet my brother in Copenhagen. His train is late so I'm waiting outside at a café.
An elderly woman with a patch on her forehead is approaching, and taking a seat next to me.
"So you're working", she notes, nodding at my computer, "my knees are weak, so I have to rest, and a coffee is nice while resting", she continues.
She is Jewish, and from Lithuania, she reveals, and was send to a concentration camp in Germany when she was only 16. There she lost her entire family, except for one sister.
"I'm thinking a lot about the refugees in Europa right now", she tells me, "I'm so thankful for living in Denmark!"
Our conversation flows on, and it's feels as if I've know her always. "How old are you?", she suddenly asks, while putting her hand on my arm. "My birthday is next month", I reply, "I'm turning 45".
"Oh you're still young", she exclaims, looking me straight in the eyes.
"Remember to enjoy life to it's fullest! Your generation is always so busy", she adds.
She is caring, warm and loving, and when I leave, she gives me a long hug.
Now on my way to my pick-up my brother at the station. With warm greetings from Miriam.
An elderly woman with a patch on her forehead is approaching, and taking a seat next to me.
"So you're working", she notes, nodding at my computer, "my knees are weak, so I have to rest, and a coffee is nice while resting", she continues.
She is Jewish, and from Lithuania, she reveals, and was send to a concentration camp in Germany when she was only 16. There she lost her entire family, except for one sister.
"I'm thinking a lot about the refugees in Europa right now", she tells me, "I'm so thankful for living in Denmark!"
Our conversation flows on, and it's feels as if I've know her always. "How old are you?", she suddenly asks, while putting her hand on my arm. "My birthday is next month", I reply, "I'm turning 45".
"Oh you're still young", she exclaims, looking me straight in the eyes.
"Remember to enjoy life to it's fullest! Your generation is always so busy", she adds.
She is caring, warm and loving, and when I leave, she gives me a long hug.
Now on my way to my pick-up my brother at the station. With warm greetings from Miriam.
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