The world is really getting me down lately. What a sad time it seems to be these days.
Ukraine is at war with Russia. Families are being killed in the east, caught in crossfire. All of the capital city Kyiv will be without hot water and possibly heat until October or later. It’s cold in Ukraine in October. This is due to the gas shortage and the country’s debt.
They’ve announced that orphanages will no longer be funded, all staff except the main critical employees will be cut, and those critical employees will face a salary decrease or possibly total loss of salary eventually.
Andrii, the chaperone who stayed with us for two weeks, works at an orphanage as a teacher. He may lose his job. If his salary is cut what will be left? He only makes $100 a month working more than full time with difficult kids.
Andrii’s brother is in the army and was sent to the east to fight. They are considering drafting all men, so Andrii himself may be fighting before long. The Russian side is now accepting teenage boys as soldiers. They have used orphans as human shields. They even shot at a transport of orphans knowing it was children moving to safety. They killed several, I think seven children, and injured many more. For no reason other than they felt like it. They are also firing on people fleeing the fighting.
It’s horrifying. These poor people just want to live in peace, but they are caught in the middle of political turmoil.
Misha and Mariana are from a region that is not involved in warfare at the moment, but the government cuts will still hurt them because they are for the entire country. And who knows what will happen in the future? I’m sending these babies back to a country at war with a completely unknown future.
They are safe here, now. A week from now we will be getting ready to go to the airport to put them on an airplane back to a country where bombs are being dropped, airplanes are being shot from the sky, and there is no stable rule of law. Something about this feels so wrong, but I’m powerless to stop it.
My Igor is there too. The funding cuts will hurt him more since he lives at an orphanage and not in a foster home like Misha and Mariana. He was feeling the funding cuts long before it became news. Remember when he was Skyping me asking for food months ago?
And the news from Gaza vs. Israel. All of those innocent lives lost. Over what, a strip of land? More politics? I confess to not fully understanding every detail of this situation. I only have so much brain power to shell out these days.
I saw an article telling about a shelter full of women and children, families seeking refuge, that was bombed in the night while everyone was sleeping. More horrors.
Now this whole ISIS thing has popped up in the news. Iraqi terrorists committing genocide? While the world stands by? This is almost too much for me to handle. I’m going to need to crawl under a rock and cry.
I read a news article about parents throwing children off of a cliff so that they wouldn’t fall into the hands of terrorists, and so they wouldn’t have to watch them die of thirst. Is this real? I mean, in what reality does this occur while I am sitting here in my air conditioned house on my fluffy couch eating candy and feeling annoyed at my non-stop talking, mess creating little ones?
We are incredibly lucky to be born here, as Americans. That thought doesn’t escape me multiple times a day. I do sometimes wonder if our luck will run out. I worry about my children’s future in this world. What parent doesn’t worry about these things? My sweet children, starved or thrown off of cliffs, beheaded for our religious choices, bombed, losing their homes and possessions, seeing their family murdered in front of their eyes. It’s unfathomable.
You know, I don’t watch TV at all. I don’t get cable. I don’t watch the news on a regular basis or even turn on the TV. I do read various newspapers online, and news articles posted on social media. I try to read a varying amount for multiple perspectives since the media can be biased.
Even reading the news is too sad for me lately. The world is falling apart all around us, so many terrible things are happening at once. I don’t know what to think. I wish there was something I could do to make it all stop. I wish I could put my loved ones in a bubble to keep them safe from harm, so that they never have to know suffering or fear for their lives, or intense loss and sadness.
Every mother’s wish, right?