Authors: Jay M. Londo
Then with
that,
I excitedly turn to look taking a leap of faith; when I could not believe it, how! “My God it is you, you are actually alive. It is funny in my heart I always knew that somehow you were. I think deep down that is why I never remarried again, or even thought of dating; you are the one true love of my life. In my heart I had always hoped.”
Just then, I was all caught up in the excitement, taken in by the moment. By this point not paying attention to where it was that I was, and that certainly was not standing firmly on the ground. Forgetting I was up in a tree, and then ended up slipping outright, Once more, I would find my knight and shinning armor was right there to embrace me, keep me from hurting myself. So many times in the past, had he come to my rescuing? I wrapped my
arms around him. He gently set me down; we passionately glanced at one another for a moment, taking it all in. It seemed so strange to be casting my eyes upon him once more. We were both taking in each other, before we could not resist any longer, as the passions flames were lit once more. Our lips were licking a pair of magnets unable to resist being apart any longer, and that is how we came to be kissing once more. I had forgotten just how good his kisses were. How good it was to be kissing a man once more. My whole body was tingling, from head to toe. I was coming alive once more!
It was clear the war had been physically hard on my darling husband. I could only imagine what they put him through. His face was scared up, he had a noticeable profound limp, and he had aged so much in these years since I had seen him last, I noticed his right hand was slightly maimed, he embarrassedly tried hiding it from me. Nevertheless, none of that mattered to me at all; at this point, I could easily look passed any of that. He was the most handsome man I had ever laid my eyes on. I had him back in my life that is all that mattered. I was never going to let him go again. I had to catch my breath several times in utter debrief that he was even here. My heart was pitter-pattering. All my- prayers had been answered.
“Abram my love the war was also so touch on me, but I had to share with you something before we head back to the house. I want to stop for the day I am tired. I had been at it all day. Therefore, I think you should know I am really, really sorry to had to tell you our darling Abeila did not survive the concentration camp, Auschwitz was hard on
her! You had to know I did everything I could to save her, it just was not enough, she was a really fighter just like you, she definitely was Daddy’s girl. She never once had given up, never complained. Could you imagine that?”
“I know already Hana, sadly the worst day in my life was when I found out when I was given access to all the meticulous record keeping, the Germans had kept at the camp. Hana, she really was so precious wasn’t she; I do not think there had not been a moment I do not stop thinking about her. Every time I hear a little girl’s voice, I find myself curiously turning around thinking it is she. Losing her took more out of me than anything else, all the torture I was put though did not compare to losing her.”
“Abram we still do have a lovely daughter, who’s growing into quite a beautiful woman!”
He had a confused look about him!
It turns out it is your niece! Abram I have to tell you, she is so wonderful, so loving; she is a very kind person. She is striving to forgive the Germans for what they have done; she has an absolute heart of gold. You know the two of us went through so much together, my sister had asked me to raise her, and it was her last bequest to me, she knew she was going to be going on to her death. And since Nitza own parents had passed on, so years ago she asked if I would become her new mommy, she did not want to think of me as just an aunt, when I had become so much more to her. From that moment on, that is the only way I had thought of her, I hope you can understand that. She is going
to be so happy to see you. She talks about you all the time; she has a lot of wonderful memories of you”
My husband was the type of man that would give you his shirt off his own back. It is as if he did not had to think twice about that if someone he loved was in need, I think in his heart he was not going to had a hard time excepting her as his daughter, it was not much of a stretch, up until Auschwitz. Especially with the loss of his own daughter, he responded, “That’s wonderful, I am so glad about that I think I would like the thought of becoming her Poppa.” He was suddenly looking around. I recognized that look of his, it
’
s I want to ask something, but afraid to sort of look.
Abram I could tell you want to ask me something, I know you better than that, remember. So out with it, you could ask me anything!”
Ok Hana I was told in town that this is your orchard! Is that true all this is yours, how, it’s amazing!”
“No my love you were misinformed, it’s not mine its ours now that your back, I meant it to replace our old farm. You know it is so good to had you home!” You had not had a home in so long. Its time you do. He could not hold it in, he began to cry,
and he
put his arms around me. He twirled me around.
“I thought I was never going to see you again. Now I found you, you give me a daughter, and now all this, I am so proud of you, what you two had accomplished. Just then, when Nitza had came home from school and spotted none
other than Abram embracing me, she dropped her book bag about fifty yards from us, and came running over towards the two of us. Abram put his arms out as if to say he was excepting her, glad to see her, and the young excited girl lunged lovingly into his waiting arms. She began to cry with excitement! Burying her head in his manly chest.
Nitza let me get a look at you. My goodness had you gotten big since the last time we were together. You are so beautiful, I am so happy to finally see you! I had really missed you, there was not a day I did not think about you, know look your no longer just a dream, you are really standing before me in flesh and blood. I am sorry it took so long to find the both of you.”
He picked her up, she laid her head on his shoulder, smiled looking up at him, as a daughter would look at her Poppa, her eye’s meeting his. “Poppa; I thought I would never see you ever again! I love you I missed you so much! How do you like what mommy and I had done here?”
“I missed you too my love! Well I cannot believe all the hard work you two must had done,
it’s
incredible, to say the least.”
Then I smiled warmed by all this unbelievably events unfolding so
quickly
and unexpectedly before me. The thought occurred to me it would be nice to get something to drink; it was rather warm out. I wanted to show my husband our place; I could not believe the fact that I had him in the flesh, not just a distant memories.
I said aloud, “Say what do you two say, I used some of these wonderful lemons I just picked, and Nitza and I go make us up some fresh lemon aide, for Daddy and we could all site on the porch and drink it! Besides now that your actually here. I am dying to show you the place; I must admit it will be good to had a big strong man like you around once more to amongst other thing protect us girls, what do you say Nitza, do we need Daddy to protect us?”
“Yes, mommy we do!!!!” smiling as she said it!
“Alright you two how does some lemon-aid sound, so what do you two say?”
They both were laughing; they answered at the same time, finishing each other’s thought, that sounds wonderful!”
They were quite the pair.
“Oh Daddy wait until you try mommy’s
lemonade
, it is the best in all of Israeli!”
I said, “Well your too kind darling sweetheart!”
Abram was smiling from chin to chin, the same smile he had went he was a little kid. I had known him most of his life, he had many smiles. This one is his overwhelmed with happiness smile.
He then said, “Ladies now you made me awful thirsty.”
We all held hands, Abram was squarely placed in the middle. Nitza wanted to be sure, she was going to be
able to hold his hand as well. We merrily headed up to the house, then on the way Nitza out of the blue said, “Momma, Poppa now that Poppa’s come home to us, I would say the war is all finally over! Now we could finish healing.”
She was right in her own way, it made perfect sense to the both of us, it was now all over wasn’t it
- my
prayers were heard! The flowers can bloom once more!
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