seryozhenka, i miss you so much, my sunshine, it happened on august 16, 1914, they started bombing zhdanovkaeighbor yura ran out, from his words it’s already working out, i found out that my earrings were dead, they brought me to the yenakiva hospital, i woke up, at first i didn’t understand that i had no arm, i was covered with a sheet like this, i was crying, crying , the doctor came in and said: why are you crying , you still have a daughter, you have someone to live for, my earrings were buried in the same grave in the zhdanovsky cemetery, they are constantly with me, i even feel them, i grieved for about six months, probably, well then i thought that i need to live on, that life goes on, stop feeling sorry for yourself, then somehow my partner introduced me to my current husband, vitaly is the person who can do anything, well, he’s caring, it doesn’t work out for her, i help, where to go, i ’m her. hand, when we got along with vitaly, i became pregnant with vanya, it was scary to give birth, i was afraid that i couldn’t cope, my husband supported me, my daughter supported me, i helped f