On 9/11 my grandmother walked from Manhattan to Williamsburg miraculously to safety. She was 78 years old. When she was 19 years old, she walked the Death March from Germany to Prague, miraculously to life. She said taking another step in the Death March felt like lifting the whole world on her knee. She also said she will never stop walking to her freedom.
She has walked many paths in her life. She walked through death camps and death marches and over bridges away from a terror attack. But she also walked to a job she loved, my mother down the aisle and her great grandchildren in their strollers. She wanted you to know to keep walking too. Even when it sometimes feels you have to lift your whole world on your knee.