The situation is dire in Kyiv. Have to stay. Along with friends and

relatives. All women and old folks are leaving against their will.

Women recently married. Others, expecting a baby. The roads are

congested in chaos. Heavy artillery is being moved in all directions.

Snow is deep red colored for the first time in my life. Rivers of blood

are getting as wide as the Nile. Better you and Jennie get away to

Estonia. Use your cell phone to keep me informed. I’m waiting for my

first military orders. I don’t even know what a fire arm looks like. Being

a teacher, the hardest thing I held in my hands was a pencil # 2.

Anyway. Here we are along thousands of young people fighting for

country and liberty. Never thought about it. After reading about it in

countless books. This is for real. Tears melt the ice at our feet but we

have to carry on. Sweet love, don’t be afraid. I think we shall be

together again soon. And were I to die…sweet love…carry on.

Hoping life would bring you a good man to your life.

Love you. Love you.

EO