From Lyuda (Day 280): Dear brothers and sisters, We had a good day yesterday. There was only one air raid alarm and the rest of the day was quiet. We had breakfast in the café, there was electricity and it was warm and nice. We talk a lot, and people share what is going on in their lives.
Natasha and Vladimir tell that they are looking forward to this time in the café where they can meet with everybody and this is the time when they eat well, because at home their food is very modest. Now I am thinking of making their food bags more sufficient next month.
A new refugee Vera came yesterday. It was nice to meet her. We talked a little bit. She has been living in our town for three months already. Somebody told her about our breakfasts at our local social center. She is all alone, her husband died a year ago. When I asked her where she if from she told that she has no home any more. She is from Bakhmut, the city where fierce fights are going on. There are only ruins on the place of her house. When Vera heard about our group meeting on Saturday, she said she wants to be with people very much.
After our breakfast in the café I went to visit Svetlana, our refugee who is in hospital now. She has some kidney problems. I took her some food from the café and spent some time with her. Svetlana has always been surrounded by the military. Her husband was an officer and they traveled a lot, moving from one place to another. She, as the wife of a military man, learned to quickly pack up and settle down on a new place. Her eldest son also became a military man and is fighting now. He is constantly in her thoughts. And the youngest son of Svetlana is a famous actor. He played in the theater in Kharkiv, now he is a volunteer. Talking about herself, Svetlana again and again returned to her thoughts about her eldest son. Sometimes there is no communication with him for a whole week. She is very happy when he calls her after a long silence. He can’t say where he is or what’s going on, but she’s glad to hear that he’s alive. She feels from his voice that he’s tired and probably didn’t get enough sleep.
Many mothers today are waiting for news from their sons who are at war. And as we pray for their sons we should pray the mothers, too. May God protect their sons and give the mothers peace and His comfort.
P.S. There are photos of our charitable breakfast in the café that we have every Tuesday morning