Every year at Mother's Day, I think of my mother, an Auschwitz survivor who had a very hard life. Robbed of her teen-age years, her parents and family killed, she fought against a bad marriage and the problems all immigrants face. She never gave up, and no matter what obstacles she faced, she survived. Barely five feet tall, always sickly from her Holocaust suffering, she was the strongest person I ever met. Hardened by life, sometimes she seemed hard to me, almost cold, but I now understand that she had to be that way to survive. Without her strength, I would not be here today. Happy Mother's Day, Mom, and all moms. You should be celebrated every day of our lives.
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