Many walked up throughout the days, bending on their knees and crossing themselves, placing flowers with reverence around the monument.
My older daughter skipped around, proclaiming that the flowers were beautiful. She didn't understand. Mama cried quietly. Baby was in my sling, snuggled close and sleeping obliviously.
I had missed the commemorative ceremony for the local community without knowing it, although I was an active member of one of the local Polish churches.
I always marvel at the beauty of this monument. Yes, it's modern art, many don't like that. But it happened in modern times and needed that to be a part of the monument. Also, the symbolism in this monument is very touching.
May the victims of both tragedies Rest In Peace and know that they will always be remembered...
