My dear Mother,
I am eternally grateful to you for your help at a difficult hour. If not for your good heart and courage, we would all be dead. When we were surrounded by enemies on all sides and there was nowhere to go, you extended your helping hand and gave us a shelter. It is not possible to ever forget it, since by helping us you were risking your head.
My dear Mother, take care of your health and think at least a little of yourself. I am very well aware that for you other people go in the first place, and only then you remember yourself. Sometimes you even forget to have a meal.
We are just like before. It is hard to start everything anew. Shortages are numerous but I got used to being satisfied with little. What is important is freedom, while everything else will slowly arrange itself.
Sincere wishes from all of us to each and everyone.
With deepest respect,
Polina Froman “Žukauskienė”
Vilnius, March 1945
