Hi, guys!
One more day. Now here we really don’t know what date of the month and what day of the week, but we remember exactly what day of the war.
So far today my mother has not been in touch yet, but I really hope to hear her voice. Yesterday she managed to get through, but only because she went out to the road gas station, where fuel is delivered from time to time, and only a little is distributed to one person. But at least there is a telephone connection there.
Then she asked me to speak to my husband in order to at least get the latest news, which I cannot quickly and concisely tell. And she already told him that all day yesterday her house was shaking from the bombings, and asked him not to pass it on to me. But I was sitting nearby, and the connection is loud. And there is nothing to protect me from such details, it is better to know the truth.
So far we are staying at the same place where we were, but in a few days we will most likely go further. It is very difficult to say anything in advance. Now we are trying to wait until the necessary medicines are brought to me, they are over in Ukraine, so we are waiting for delivery from Poland.
I continue to believe and hope that everything will work out. It simply cannot be otherwise. And besides, if you lose the last optimism, it will not be at all clear how to live on. Therefore, hope.
To illustrate this publication, I photographed some cute objects in the city where we are now:
See you in the next post!
Love, Inber