Unfortunately, we are losing Ukrainian settlements. And this is a fact.
And those that we managed to liberate lie in ruins. And this is also a fact.
People return to their native houses, but are financially unable to afford at least minor critical repairs, such as replacing broken slate, broken windows and front doors. What shall I do? Don’t give up. In the villages, people are hardworking.
They have an incentive to move forward, regardless of the consequences, and you can help these people – give them a boost that they will thank you for.
My name is Yevgenia, I am 21 years old, I am from a small town located in the Kherson region, an urban-type village of Kozatske.
For me, my house is a part of my heart, my soul, all the memories of my childhood spent here, all those moments etched in my memory do not allow me to live peacefully.
10 years of war have passed and the second year of a full-scale invasion has already passed, and I am still not at home – I am living that terrible day that became destructive for our country.
On February 25, around 6:00 in the evening, my family and I tried to leave the village of Vesele, which was occupied by Russian troops.
During the evacuation attempt, the Russian military fired at our car, but we miraculously survived. This moment traumatized me for the rest of my life. On this day, I saw with my own eyes the whole essence of Russian peace, our so-called “fraternal people”.
They do not spare anyone, they do not care about everything, they have no idea what humanity is, they are from another world.
I shared a part of my life. You must understand that I was torn from my native home. I put my whole life in one small backpack.
I have been living in the West of Ukraine for the second year as a forcibly displaced person. I have a temporary home, but I am always drawn to my native home.
Although my town is now liberated, my home is no longer there, there is not the same part of my soul, but that does not mean that I miss it, I will definitely return there as soon as there is an opportunity.
My strength is not enough to return home soon. My hometown is being turned into ruins by the occupying forces. But together we can help people who are returning to their native home, even if it is destroyed.
The choice is yours – to work for the restoration of our country, or to spend the rest of your life in another city or country, remembering your native home.
