Everything in the world is relative When Andrii Piven and I were leaving Western Ukraine for Kyiv, our families cried. Now they are happy...

The ninth day. Seems like time has stopped. During these days I went through all the stages of grief. On the first day, there was a stage...

The thirteenth day. The sun came out and the morning snow melted. We are getting used to the new conditions. With the first wailing of a...

“Well, as a matter of fact, this is our yet another last word we delivered, and it is unclear when will be the next opportunity to...

When my son grows older and asks me about God I believe in, I’ll tell him of Stepanivna, who give her preserves stored in jars “You’ll...

No barking of dogs, you can hear just pitiful howling, Pigeons by the garbage cans sitting closely together, A duck landed on Kalmius –...

Do you know what has changed for the past week? On the first days of war, one of the most difficult moments was to wake up after a short...