Women are traditionally seen as “weak” and “fragile”. The last 100 days in Ukraine have shown that we are also strong, resilient, courageous and can take “whatever-it-takes” to the next level. I want the stories of these women to be known. I want the world to see that it’s not just an abstract “people”, but that behind each story there’s a beautiful and powerful little princess or queen.
God bowed his tired head.
- Peter, is it everything for today?
- No, God, souls from Kyiv region are still waiting for God's judgment.
- Bucha and Irpin? Call everyone. It's simple: everyone to heaven.
- Without a trial?
I will post this one as is, just with a translation for my English-speaking friends. No comments.
“We were going to the bathroom, sleeping and eating the leftovers of the food in one basement. Once uncle Kolya captured a pigeon, it was probably the fifth or sixths day. We fried it, and ate it. And then it made all of us throw up.”
I feel I’ve always had more in common with my grandmother in character than even with my parents. She’s strong, courageous, positive and very very kind and generous. And yes, she has so much more patience than I do. And even though other relatives spoiled me more as a kid, while grandma Nina was more strict, she has always been someone I’ve looked up to.
I have to share it.
So I’m sitting at home ploughing through a bunch of emails, trying to get less behind my stuff. A phone call comes in. Our aviation medical doctor. Weird. I had not contacted him, I just passed my pilot medical last month and I’m not aware of any issues. Besides, it’s a Sunday afternoon. I answer.
On a Saturday afternoon I was driving back from my dad’s place after dropping 12 boxes of medical supplies donated to Ukraine via Maple Hope from a medical warehouse owned by the ex-boss of the ex-boyfriend of my (current!) landscape designer. Everybody pitches in with whatever they can, and it’s so heartwarming to see. Our dispatchers brought warm clothes and gave money, my skater friend got gym passes and medical supplies from her fitness store, etc etc etc. I was driving and thinking how grateful I was for everyone’s support, regardless if one had any prior connection Ukraine.
Since the first days of the way my regret that that… I was not MIG-29 type rated. But then I thought maybe I can do even better
Many people in Canada and the United States want to help, but don’t know where and how. Many people come to airshows, admire the technology and skill – wishing it was used to save lives. Maybe now it can!
To the surprise of the entire world, Ukraine is fearlessly holding Russian advances back. But as much as the entire world is encouraged and inspired by the Ukrainians, we often feel helpless wanting but now knowing how to help. Here is a message that may answer it for you.
It seems like staying physically away from the war zone must be easier. And I don’t even dare comparing my situation to that of people are hiding right now in bunkers in Ukraine. But still wanted to share with you here a “brief inventory” why I don’t have any fuzzy feelings left to that centre of the world’s evil called russia.
February 24, 2022. 4am. It’s still a bit chilly, just below freezing. But no rain or snow today, just some clouds. The city is sleepy, and the first cars start moving - early morning delivery and bakery workers. Someone comes back home from a late party. Someone is just leaving the hospital after their night shift working. Kids are finishing up their last morning dreams before having to wake up for school….
