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Two years of war + Sister's house damaged
a year ago
Hello!
Today is exactly two years since the war in my country, and I wanted to share with other Ukrainian artists my memories of the first day.
I remember it was around 5 am and I was sleeping. Not far from my house, trains pass by, which are clearly audible, and sometimes their vibration is very felt throughout the house, like an earthquake. But that morning, through a dream, I heard something strong fall. My head was still a mess and for some reason I attributed this sound to a train. But after the second blow, I jumped out of bed, finally realizing that it wasn’t a train, because trains don’t make such sounds at all. Approaching the window, I saw some flashes of light in the sky (it was still dark outside at that time) and, frightened, began to wake up my parents. We turned on the TV and began to notice a general panic that this was happening not only in my city, that this was something abnormal. We understood that the war had begun, because rumors about its beginning had already circulated for a long time before the start. That morning I was terribly sick with nerves, I could barely sleep, I didn’t know what to think. In fact, I completely forgot how my day went later. It was just panic and a huge lack of understanding whether to leave the city or not yet. The news channels were filled with something scary, a lot of uncensored murder. Subsequently, the whole month passed on needles.
Also, my husband, as soon as he heard about what happened in my city, immediately went to the enlistment office to go to the front. I was incredibly nervous and afraid for him. Once he disappeared for a whole week, there was no contact, and I no longer knew what to think. But fortunately for me, he was alive and he is still in the Ukrainian Armed Forces. For 2 years I have not been able to start living with him; I constantly have to catch him in different cities and places when he is not at the front.
As for the news for the 23rd (yesterday), we had another drone attack. I didn’t have the strength to write about it right away, so I’m writing now. In one of the city districts, in the same yard, more than 3 of my relatives on my father’s side live. And a drone hit one of the houses. This is a 9-story building, the top two floors collapsed. I was incredibly shocked, I would never have thought that it would be so close to my relatives. To my sister. Fortunately, she and everyone else are alive, but they were not allowed home all day there was an emergency — clearing out the rubble.There are injuries and two dead for sure.
https://t.me/dneproperatyv/89055
I just want this to end someday. So that this does not become the norm in my life, where we are constantly at risk of shelling and can lose loved ones.
Today is exactly two years since the war in my country, and I wanted to share with other Ukrainian artists my memories of the first day.
I remember it was around 5 am and I was sleeping. Not far from my house, trains pass by, which are clearly audible, and sometimes their vibration is very felt throughout the house, like an earthquake. But that morning, through a dream, I heard something strong fall. My head was still a mess and for some reason I attributed this sound to a train. But after the second blow, I jumped out of bed, finally realizing that it wasn’t a train, because trains don’t make such sounds at all. Approaching the window, I saw some flashes of light in the sky (it was still dark outside at that time) and, frightened, began to wake up my parents. We turned on the TV and began to notice a general panic that this was happening not only in my city, that this was something abnormal. We understood that the war had begun, because rumors about its beginning had already circulated for a long time before the start. That morning I was terribly sick with nerves, I could barely sleep, I didn’t know what to think. In fact, I completely forgot how my day went later. It was just panic and a huge lack of understanding whether to leave the city or not yet. The news channels were filled with something scary, a lot of uncensored murder. Subsequently, the whole month passed on needles.
Also, my husband, as soon as he heard about what happened in my city, immediately went to the enlistment office to go to the front. I was incredibly nervous and afraid for him. Once he disappeared for a whole week, there was no contact, and I no longer knew what to think. But fortunately for me, he was alive and he is still in the Ukrainian Armed Forces. For 2 years I have not been able to start living with him; I constantly have to catch him in different cities and places when he is not at the front.
As for the news for the 23rd (yesterday), we had another drone attack. I didn’t have the strength to write about it right away, so I’m writing now. In one of the city districts, in the same yard, more than 3 of my relatives on my father’s side live. And a drone hit one of the houses. This is a 9-story building, the top two floors collapsed. I was incredibly shocked, I would never have thought that it would be so close to my relatives. To my sister. Fortunately, she and everyone else are alive, but they were not allowed home all day there was an emergency — clearing out the rubble.There are injuries and two dead for sure.
https://t.me/dneproperatyv/89055
I just want this to end someday. So that this does not become the norm in my life, where we are constantly at risk of shelling and can lose loved ones.
I sometimes see slogans about 'glory' but from what I see in people's Journals what most everyone wants more than 'glory' is just to have their peaceful lives back, without constantly feeling worried about their family and loved ones. War is a horrible thing and I am sorry that you have lived with it for years now.
Peace to Ukraine! However long it takes.