Today, I have a very tough time with words and feelings. In the morning, my daughter was preparing for class, flipping through a notebook and I saw the page: it turns out, she wrote it on our first day in Ivano-Frankivsk.
Then she had days filled with laughter and games. This day — the first one — was the most difficult. Today, she changed her Zoom nickname to “Ukrainian” instead of “Dasha”.
Today we went to the Ye Bookstore to have an emotional warm-up. I had missed the books. We have such a wonderful library at home in Kyiv. My 8-year-old daughter asked me to buy her a book on Ukrainian history. You dare to say it’s denazification, a pale imitation of führer?
When I watched the video that the President showed to the world today, I realized I didn’t have enough tears to cry.
And after Mariupol… You know, in the animal world, animals do not kill each other without a vital need. These bastards are not even animals. In fact, they are a dead-end branch of evolution. Even hatred is flattery to them.
Every night my daughter asks me, “When will Putin die?” And yesterday she asked something unexpected, “Why was he born at all if he had to do all this, it was known There in advance, right?”
I do not know what are the plans of the Universe, but I always believe in its wisdom. I am sure that it has a great plan for Ukraine. Yet the price for any plan is too high.
It seemed to me that I had enough strength to hold pain, anger, hatred, fear, sorrow, love. Today I realized that I am smaller than I thought. And now I’m just crying.
And it happened just as we went outside. It’s already quite dark. Next to our house, there is a school. For the first time in 20 days, I saw children in the glowing window — they were dancing!!!!! They were dancing and laughing!!!!!
And for this we must live, we must recover, we must win.
In memory of all those for whom we cry all these days.
In memory of those who died, I will make many strong and great projects, write many books, help raise the kids who will be proud to say “I am Ukrainian!” ❤️
In the memory of them all — we all have to live. And do something very valuable!
We shall win!!!
Ukrainian Text by Svitlana Rojz, translated into English by Ukrainianvancouver team – Mar 25, 2022