Dear Catharina Vrouwtje de Groot, today there should have been 80 candles on a birthday cake. 80 candles for you to blow out and make a wish on your 80th birthday. But you never had any candles on any of your birthday cakes.
You were born on September 20,1941 in Arnhem, in the Netherlands , just over a year later you were murdered in Auschwitz, on October 19,1942. There are no pictures of you blowing out any candles, in fact there are no pictures of you to be found. The only picture we have to associate you with , is a picture of that horrific place where you were murdered.
We don’t know much about you but we do know you had a life insurance policy. your parents must have already been concerned for you on the day you were born. The life insurance policy is still open to be cashed in. But no one will because no one in your family survived the Holocaust. Your big sister Grietje, aged 3, was also murdered on October 19,1942, as was your Mother.
You last name is the opposite of mine, your names indicates big, where as mine indicates little. Yet it is me who became big and you who was murdered when you were still little.
Wherever you are up there between the stars, I want you to know, I will be looking up to you tonight and will celebrate you short life.