From: Ira Kapitonova in Kyiv (Day 1071)
Though they plan evil against you,
though they devise mischief,
they will not succeed.
For you will put them to flight;
you will aim at their faces with your bows.
Psalm 21:11-12
It’s getting harder and harder to write about the war. Just because it has seeped so deep into our lives that you can’t really tell it apart from who we are.
Drone and missile attacks are barely noticeable anymore (well, except for the massive ones that cause a lot of destruction). If there’s a siren in the middle of the night, we just move to our rollaway mattress and go back to sleep, barely noticing the air defense explosions. The statistics no longer feel interesting or relevant.
The only thing that feels relevant is the urgency to make a difference in this madman’s world.
We’ve had an unusually warm winter (praise the Lord!), and the days are already noticeably longer, but so many people are drained and exhausted. And I can’t even imagine how our soldiers feel on the frontline.
I can’t wait for spring to come. I remember a similar feeling in 2022, but the difference is that back then, the air felt heavy with the anticipation of the inevitable doom, and it’s here already. We’ve been waiting for spring for the long 1071 days.
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