Father saying goodbye to children departing Kyiv by train - photo credit Reuters Images from Ukraine have inhabited my mind space between bedtime and sleep each night this week. Video of explosions and fireballs from Russian-targeted buildings in Kyiv and Kharkiv are terrifying, but abstract enough that I can put them aside. What I can’t shunt aside or dim enough to find peace and sleep are images of children.
Can't have peace without happy, healthy, free children and no profit from war.
thank you
Thanks for posting this. Things I've been feeling but not able to put into words