It wasn't yet 6 a.m. when I was awakened by the explosions. A person brought up on military literature and war movies can recognize the sound of rocket explosions immediately and unmistakably. But my brain simply does not accept the truth, it simply can not be! When I counted more than 10 - I just panicked, what is this, and how could this happen, and what is going on! That's how it started at the end of February 2022. And continues to do so. And I still can't fully accept this nightmare. The most defenseless are the elderly, lonely people, some still remember well the horrors of the Great Patriotic War, to go through this again, my God, there are no words! I lived it all, listening to explosions and gunfire outside the windows, which were taped up crosswise so that the windows didn't fall down, and at the sound of air defense sirens, I ran to the basement and sat for hours with the same unhappy and frightened people - old people, parents, with small children. And you don't know, sitting in the shelter, whether you can get home without being hit by a stray missile.
I talk about myself, and that's what my work is about, about people who need the hope of a peaceful sky above their heads and who want to return to their homes, because many have left, leaving everything behind and not knowing if they can see their home again.