Trying not to write about this


It’s day 4  of the challenge.  Life is full of wonderful experiences.  My own life is so comfortable and blessed. I know I can find other material….I have some fun things I could share, but somehow my heart just isn’t in it. I know we are all wrapped up in the tragic saga of what is happening to the Ukrainian people.  I shouldn’t dwell on it, but I just can’t get beyond it.

I wake up in the morning and rush to the TV, BBC, and CNN, what is happening now?  Did Kyiv survive the night?  Now that I am retired I don’t have the glorious distraction of students who need my immediate attention and my mind is freer to wander, which is not always a good thing.

You know the images we have all seen them.  As women and children board trains to Poland and kiss their husbands goodbye through the frost covered train windows, the world moves on.  The rest of the world, myself included, will go to the dentist, grocery shop, and play with children and grandchildren.  But at the very same moment, a continent away all normalcy has come to an earthshattering halt.  

Brave civilians stop tanks by pushing against them with their bare hands.  A woman, who is an English teacher, like me, is sitting in a park with other women making Molotov cocktails to defend their city.  Children and their families, along with their doctors, are taking refuge in the basement of a children’s hospital for safety.  A mother holds her child who needs brain surgery, but cannot get it without fear of infection as they cannot use the operating rooms.  Hospitals are running out of supplies and families are running out of food.  And we are trying to work through intermediaries to ask Russia to allow us humanitarian corridors to get life- saving supplies in.  Apartment buildings, kindergartens, hospitals and even playgrounds are all being destroyed..  Last night a nuclear plant was attacked.  How did it ever come to this? 

These images and stories are familiar to all of us.  I write them here because I want to remember the details.  I want to always remember the bravery and resilience of the Ukrainian people, and never forget their struggle and their sacrifice. .  And also, maybe I am writing about them to pull them out of my brain and onto paper to give them a resting place so my brain can let go and I can sleep.

“Salva Ukrania,” says my Ukrainian friend.  And then she is speechless as the world watches and waits day after day……I feel so helpless.  I know the sanctions are real and will have an effect, but at what point and how many more will die in the interim?  We are not even sanctioning oil and gas yet.  Congress has agreed to that, finally a bipartisan gesture.  What are we waiting for?  No boots on the ground, okay- nobody wants WWIII, but what about a no fly zone?  It may now be too late for that but if we had had one to begin with, would Russia have crossed it?  If so, then they are not afraid to take on NATO and will do so in the near future.  We may have just postponed a most treacherous rendez-vous with destiny.

5 thoughts on “Trying not to write about this

  1. It’s really hard to avoid this topic, and reading about it, watching reporting on TV, and discussing it is showing we care in one of the few ways we can right now. I’ve found that I’ve become reliant on certain Twitter accounts for information and updates about what’s going on. It is my deepest, sincerest hope that the fighting stops soon and that Ukraine’s peace is restored.

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  2. I so agree. There’s all this regular life happening around us, but then I just keep remembering the awfulness happening halfway across the world. It’s really hard and you do a nice job of capturing this internal conflict.

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