After every trip to Lugansk I get asked: “how are things over there?” Well, let me tell you–as usual. In other words, bad.
In actuality, things are going this way and that way, and life goes on. Roads are better, many damaged buildings were rebuilt or restored. Some shattered schools or kindergartens were reopened. New shops and cafes are opening. It’s hard to imagine, but there’s nowhere to park downtown. These are good signs. Signs of life. And it would be dishonest for me to write there’s hunger, it’s horrible. Not, it’s not sheer horror. You can find expensive sausage, even caviar, as well as expensive imported cars.
There are people who can afford these delicacies and drive such cars. Those who can will rise to the surface in any situation. Such people only need to be given a hand to jump up and take-off running again.
But the war is hard on those who had it hard even before. Those who, once fallen, can’t get up because that fall finished them off. Took away their hope, their strength. They are disheartened, and at best can only limp along.
Single moms, disabled, retirees, incurably ill–yes, the people about whom I’ve been writing for the last 3 years. They are trying to survive. Nothing more. The Republics at the moment can’t cope with all the social problems of this demographic. Because the war is still on. Because of Ukrainian blockade and lost communications. Because many parts of LPR suffer from uncertain water and power supply.
Infrastructure close to the front lines suffers from incoming shells. OSCE somehow has not noticed any of that. Neither has the international community, and everyone down to children laughs at the phrase “Minsk Agreements.”
Therefore the aid delivered by us and other volunteers is still important, even if it is tiny.
And I want to thank everyone who continues to read, like, repost, all of these reports.
I know it’s difficult for many. I can see that.
Thank you everyone who still care about those who are dying of cancer, single moms, diabetics, lonely elderly, and everyone else we care for.
Low bow to all of you!!!
This report concerns our most recent efforts.
These sweet two kids–12 year old Vitya and 10-year-old Nadya. They live with their mother, without father, in Teplichnoye. Mom has a part-time job, and her salary is not very high–they live off a few thousand a month.
We brought them school supplies. You can’t imagine how happy they were! Yes, these kids are not glad to get new smartphones, but simply notepads and pens…
Zhenya says that when the boy saw the food, he kept repeating “that’s all for me? And this, and this?”
At the start of the war her mom died and Ira stopped leaving the house. She hasn’t had a husband for many years, has no kids or friends. After the mother’s death she withdrew inside herself.
We try to visit whenever we can and support her.
We brought her medications.