This past weekend we flew up to San Francisco to spend time with my family and celebrate my Opa’s 89th birthday (‘grandfather’ in German). Can you imagine? Eighty-nine years…so incredible. This man lived through the holocaust, through World War II, polio, cancer….he is a survivor, and he has such an amazing outlook on life. He still teaches world affairs classes to senior citizens and is so knowledgable about the goings on in the world. Both he and my Oma (grandma) are incredible inspirational people and have been through so much. I treasure the moments that we get to spend with them, and I love capturing Little C with them as well; we have to make the most of the time that we are given here on earth. My Opa likes to talk very frankly about life and death, and the fact that he will someday be gone, and I always without fail start crying when he does. I just love him and my Oma so much, I am so blessed that they are still with us. Little C also got to spend lots of quality time with her Grandma Leslie (my mom), and got to light candles to pretend it was Hanukkah since we had not seen my family since before Hanukkah started. Little C was also spoiled with a fabulous diaper bag for her babies complete with diapers, bottles, and blankets from Grandma and Papa and an adorable little Big Bird from Oma and Opa. She spent the time we were there diapering, feeding, and swaddling Big Bird who she aptly named “Baby Bird”. So glad that we got to go visit-we don’t make it up very much because of work. We also stopped in to visit my Grandpa Walter, who is 93, and still sharp as a tack. He was telling us stories about his life living in Shanghai once he escaped Natzi Germany and the bad words he picked up in Chinese working at a laundry in Shanghai. My entire family is very lucky to be here, all of my grandparents are survivors of the holocaust, and each of them has incredible stories. Maybe one day I can share more about each of them. Thanks for reading!