They met in 1943 as Jewish inmates at Auschwitz. They knew they would be separated but they planned a life together, a future outside of the concentration camp. When they were finally reunited 72 years later, he had one question to ask her.
When my fiancรฉ and I first started dating, I saw him in the dining hall and actively avoided him. Then I texted him later that day saying โI saw you at the dining hall todayโ like 1 wtf was wrong with me and 2 why did he decide to stay with me?!
@MegCtheOT I just live tweet public mode and no one cares hahaha. I love twitter. My boomers are watching local news all day I'm scurrrred.
*sent from gladstone park and my PC*
I purposely don't do a separate account for #actuallyautistic stuff because the primary aim for my account is to use my lived experiences as an autistic occupational therapist to showcase OT's distinct values, as well as showcasing that autistics can have successful careers.
@DannyJConrad Hey there has been a mistaken identity.... I tagged @seanfog on Facebook. The boomers loved it, but still wouldn't donate to my fundraiser. SEND HELP. @MegCtheOT -Meg
P.s. this is just for clarification.
I thought someone bought me lotion so Iโve been putting it on and going around, living life. Turns out itโs body wash. I was just letting soap sit on me since Christmas