A true and bare reflection of grief and loss

if ever you get to visist the Auschwitz museum in Jerusalem, do it. Jason's story reminds me of the structure and the lay out of this amazing museum. Brilliant architecture and the man behind it is probably a genius. Jason starts his story with Greta, one is immediately trapped in this maze of pain and loss. Despair overshadowing hope and it moves slowly, painstakingly through memories and one knows you have past the point of no return. You will walk through these high dark grey walls, these walls...they are not well aligned-it is intimidating, it feels like one can be suffocated by obscurity of these walls, but yet you move on through the dim, greyness and very sadness of this book/museum and one has this desperate urge to get out of this..just let me out because I need some air and then you notice the exit and when you walk outside you find yourself on this balcony overlooking the openess of the fields across and you see the blue of the sky and you inhale and all you taste is the fullness and sweetness of hope...of love...of Greta. Jason, you took me back to that museum and you guide me to the balcony. Thank you

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