Stories that you confided to us
Until now, it is agonizing for us to review photos of our home. In these photos show all our pain, the house was destroyed by shelling - only ashes remained from it.
We left Shirokino two and a half years ago. We left under the whistle of shells, with a heavy heart. We fled from there without money and without belongings... We thought that it was for a few days, but it turned out to be forever.
At first, we stayed with my daughter in Mariupol, but it turned out to be impossible to huddle in six rooms with six of them. We moved to rental housing. And for three years now we have been seeing our home only in photos. Of course, it’s a shame and a pity to lose my property in my old age.
My husband’s and my pensions are minimal; they are barely enough for basic expenses. We give one pension for housing and utilities. For the food we select all the cheapest. We hardly eat any meat and sausages. A lot of money goes to medications. We expect charitable aid as a gift from heaven.