Every Christmas we had a Christmas service in the St Nikolai Church.
It was lovely. Pastor Franz led the service, we sang carols, and we had a beautiful tree lit up with candles.
One year, there was a little girl there with her grandfather.
I can't see the tree, I can't see the tree, she said over and over. She was blind, so her grandfather helped her touch the leaves.
My mother was devastated. It was so sad.