My first personal blood transfusion for Ukraine – just on Independence Day. After 10 yrs of war… Iskander right next door. I got a tattoo on my right hand, where I have painted chabas intertwined with grain stalk, accidentally in the colors of the Ukrainian flag.
When I received the Stand with Ukraine Awards in Warsaw a moment earlier. Symbolically? In any case, this is a photo of a person who was just driving through Kramatorsk in the evening, and the second, illustrating the interior of her car. This is how any possible person can look, anywhere in Ukraine, where the Russians just decide to hit them with a rocket.
Not on the front line – just around the city in the Donetsk region, where despite the genocidal actions of Russia, life is still going on, cafes, beauty salons are open, children are playing on playgrounds. Just driving around town. You just gotta live. You just keep breathing. It’s enough for the Russians to try to kill you and hit you with Iskander right next to the road you’re driving, and the rest for a civilian object 20 meters away.
I’ll heal the scratches; it’s the little things. I’ll fix up the tattoo. I’ll pull glass out of my hair and hand. Car is difficult, new windows will be installed, finally not the first time. And I will continue to support ZSU [Armed Forces of Ukraine (AFU)]. If you’d like to support – here is our fundraising from Szczepan Twardoch. I came to Donbas just to give your help. Help, more support for ZSU, the fewer war crimes.
I’m helping ZSU just so that Russian missiles don’t hit other people who just drive cars on their soil.
I stand with Ukraine. Always.
PS1: Well, in my life, all kinds of artillery were crashing right next to me and into my cars, but Iskander was not there yet. What’s next, a nuclear bomb?
PS2: I’ve still got 4 available (one has found an owner!) front-line dogs looking for a home. Who wants?
Monika Andruszewska, a Polish journalist
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