RT by @StevensHelga: “Dad is no more, cats are no more, house is no more—I lost everything.” This is the somber reality for a daughter in Kherson, whose life was torn apart by the ruthless precision of conflict. A single strike extinguished the light of her family, turning her sanctuary into ruins, and stripping away the joy of companionship from both human and pets alike.
What remains in the wake of such devastation? A grave that stands as a testament to a life once filled with warmth, now cold in its absence. Memories linger, bittersweet and haunting, as the only bridge to a past now out of reach. This is the true cost of war—not in the currency of nations, but in the currency of the human spirit.
In her voice, there’s a resonant silence that speaks volumes of the occupation’s merciless grip.
This post is more than a story—it’s a call to witness the depth of loss war brings to the innocent. It’s a reminder that behind every headline are human beings whose worlds are forever altered. Let us listen, let us acknowledge, and let us hold space for those who have had everything taken from them, except their courage to face another day.
🐦🔗: https://nitter.cz/banderafella/status/1739035785242837279#m
[2023-12-24 21:30 UTC]
