{"id":194,"date":"2013-09-27T12:44:00","date_gmt":"2013-09-27T12:44:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kimberleybarker.net\/2013\/09\/hope-is-the-only-thing-we-have-to-hold-onto\/"},"modified":"2021-11-06T16:19:57","modified_gmt":"2021-11-06T16:19:57","slug":"hope-is-the-only-thing-we-have-to-hold-onto","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kimberleybarker.net\/2013\/09\/hope-is-the-only-thing-we-have-to-hold-onto\/","title":{"rendered":"Hope, is the only thing we have to hold onto"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Hope,<\/span><\/i> “Come, let me share something with you.” The two made their way up the stairs and into a bedroom. The door closed behind them.<\/p>\n Again, the old woman looked at the young girl and held up her arm. Seventeen, “medical experiments.” I met my husband as we walk out of the Camp together, free at last.<\/p>\n The doctors said we would never have a child because of what was done to me. All of the doctors say this, but One. One, tell me, “go home, sweep the floor with a broom, side to side.”<\/p>\n “I go home and I sweep the floor.” Silence filled the room as those sky blue eyes looked into the young woman’s soul. “I go home and I sweep the floor and I have a son!” Their eyes held each other for what seemed like a very long time. The young girl cried inside for the woman’s pain of enduring horrific “medical experiments” , the internal strength of Hope and the Miracle of a baby boy.<\/p>\n This blog is dedicated to a dear friend who is challenged with the struggles of infertility.<\/span><\/p>\n My dear friend<\/i>, God blessed Abraham and Sara with a son and he blessed this old woman and her husband, who met in a Nazi Concentration Camp, with a son. I know that He will bless You too<\/span>! Hope, Is the Only thing we have to hold ontoSaid the short, blue eyed, reddish-blonde haired Jewish woman to the young girl. The young girl looked into her eyes and then down to her arm. The numbers emblazened on to her skin by hatred […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_coblocks_attr":"","_coblocks_dimensions":"","_coblocks_responsive_height":"","_coblocks_accordion_ie_support":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[500,501],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-194","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blog","category-inspiration-blog"],"yoast_head":"\n
Is the Only thing we have to hold onto<\/i>
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<\/i>Said the short, blue eyed, reddish-blonde haired Jewish woman to the young girl. <\/i>The young girl looked into her eyes and then down to her arm. The numbers emblazened on to her skin by hatred and evil.<\/p>\n
<\/i>Remember, Hope<\/i>
Is the Only thing we have to hold onto.<\/i>
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<\/i>* This is a true story, I was the young girl.<\/i>
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