“I didn’t have my own car so I spent the first day just watching how everyone around was leaving. My hometown became a battlefield with corpses scattered around...I just got lucky to flee alive with my neighbors.”
“In peacetime, I was a photographer…after 29 days spent in the basement, animal fear for life and humanitarian crisis, I have little hope for a bright future :(”
Today every lady has got a story. A story of loss and survival. Today every lady is looking for kind words and some love. Your words do matter. Your words are her escape from war.