four months on, every family in hroza is still grieving.ly members to the strike, including his daughter, a mother of four. translation: my daughter | was conscious when she died. her last words were, "how i want to live!" a pensioner before the war, valeri's now working two jobs to provide for his daughter's orphans. translation: as long as you are alive, you should have hope. - myjob is to guide my grandchildren in the right direction. hope is in short supply, when not far from the village, it looks like this. the nearby city of kharkiv, ukraine's second largest, is hit daily, with civilians killed and injured. heavy snow covers the village overnight, and many here fear the war will soon get even closer. there is an emptiness which is not natural. from time to time, it's broken by explosions on the nearby front line. the future here is uncertain, but the unbreakable bond of family is clearfor all to see. the war continues, making it hard for valentina to recover from her loss. living alone, she, like so many ukrainians, continues to carry