We have been at a village conference. Anyone there had invited Ukrainian refugees to their households. Fifty percent of us were nonetheless waiting around for our friends to arrive, the relaxation have been currently in the thick of it and the notion was that we really should share our experiences. A single girl informed us that she had a 9-year-previous boy staying, who never spoke and refused to leave his mother’s side for a one moment. An additional explained that the youthful girl in her home was fully not able to rest, for anxiousness. We listened to of a different who had said that she was terribly, inconsolably lonely: “Why am I below? I have missing anything – my family, my home, my good friends, my job, my nation …”
