All But My Life: Blog 2

After I finished reading All But My Life I felt relieved that Gerda was fine and safe in America. I still can't understand how she deals with the her pondering question of why she was one of the few lucky ones. I can't imagine the kind of life she lives having those haunting memories with her the rest of her life. When the Americans liberated her from the barn she was trapped in by the Germans I felt so relieved and happy for Gerda. Especially when she met Kurt. Meeting him had to be the biggest motive to live and get well when she was ill. Having Kurt around made Gerda feel like she wasn't alone anymore and that she had someone who cared about her and wanted to love her. When Gerda moved to America I can't imagine how excited she must have been to be in a free country with basically a new life and a new start. I wonder why Gerda never went back to see her old house and her family. She describes how wonderful it is and how she longs to lay in the wet grass and look at the beautiful flowers in her garden. She has so many memories of her childhood in that home. I wonder if she doesn't want to go back because she will be reminded of the memories she has been trying to erase.