Pnia sent me her story a few months ago. She found my site and asked if I'd put her story on it. Her desire is to find more information about her life. A few short sentences from her story below. You can read her entire story she sent me HERE.
I didn't lose my photos; I lost 6 years of my life. 6 years of documentation. I then found some people who gave me photos and told me some details about the 5 years and 4 months of the years I lost. . .
This situation seemed strange to me. Why did I have to be introduced to my parents ? I also remember a Polish family and their handsome son named Bogdan. I remember a beautiful church that appeared decorated with gold. We used to pray there. . .
I kept all those facts and memories in a secret drawer of my mind. . .
When I was brought to Charlotta in the white wooden pram, I had around my neck a note saying my name was Barbara Wenglinski.