I didn’t know why I agreed. But I always do what I feel, so I felt I had to do my best and be where there was something to help.
So, I will try to reduce your time to a minimum and open the door to the world of Ukrainians who were left without their country in a foreign surrounding and thank you for the patience, understanding and help of the simple, not pompous Slovak people.
The story is one of many…
A woman with two children, one child with epilepsy, the other – newborn. All documents about the disease remained in Ukraine, the child may begin to spasm at any time. There is no cure. They just did not have time to take. In the eyes of women – despair, fear, homelessness, no medicine, no recipes, no food. Thanks to doctors and joint efforts, she received all the necessary help
Story 2 of many similar…
A disabled man who is ashamed to say he is hungry, and there were many. I thought for a long time why he was sitting quietly and not telling anyone about it until we asked him. Probably the whole point of such a trait of Ukrainians as modesty, unwillingness to create inconvenience in a foreign country. This is how we differ from them…
Story 3 of many similar…
. “We are different – but we are all Ukrainian”
A woman from the border area with Russia on the border, which was occupied. I often walked with her in the downtown. When she saw the skyscrapers, she asked me, “How were they built? From planes, for sure? ” I understood that she was Ukrainian, but I didn’t understand how that could be…
History 4.
I never condemn, but it was. Men who have been living in the European Union for a long time unofficially have received war summonses. Probably they had a reason to ask for official documents so as not to go back. My opinion is that you should probably stay there, it is unlikely that you will be more useful to my country there
Many people needed psychological help.
Imagine. Our past …
We live like the whole world. We get up in the morning, take a shower, have breakfast, meditate or pray, take our cars, go to work, set goals, read books, go to business lunches, meet friends, go to the gym, movies, walk, socialize. Some people called such days “marmot days” (before the war).
On the 24 th of February…
And so the “parallel reality” came to everyone equally. Ukraine woke up in different ways, some from the words “started” and some from the horrible howls of sirens, others from the gray sky outside the window, explosions and military bombers. 67 days have passed, and most of us are constantly crying through tears, whether in the West or the East. Shock cannot be cured by mutual support alone.
No one will be able to cure our memory, no one will be able to cure the “phobia of willpower and life force.” I probably need to write this to help heal myself a little too.