Friends and Family #Ukraine #atozchallenge #fiction

The next morning there was an envelope under our door.

“Eviction?” I mouthed

“Embassy,” He stated as he ripped open the envelope. ‘As a citizen of the …. You are being strongly urged us to leave Ukraine.’ It says: ‘If you choose to stay, your embassy cannot assure your safety Please be advised the last flight, leaves tomorrow at 10am.’

“Hmmm.”

“Should we call someone?”

“We were told.” I mouthed to tell no one.

“Let’s call granny and tell her we have decided to stay.” My husband said in an intentionally loud voice.

Anything else we might need? I wrote on our notepad.

“Yes, courage.” He wanted to shout.

We called granny.

“Hi mom. Yes, we are doing great. We are staying to do more writing. Oh, it’s completely safe. When you talk to your grandchildren tell them we are staying in a nice old hotel. You are so right it’s the perfect place to inspire writing.”

The funny thing was I realized that we hadn’t done any writing since we had arrived.

“Yes, we will talk to you soon…”

‘That was a big fat lie. When was the last time you lied to your mom?’ he scribbled.

‘”In another century,” I replied.

‘We have no clothing for the children.’ I wrote on the pad. ‘Let’s go to that used clothing store and see if we can find a few things.’

As we walked out of the hotel, I noticed a man paying too much attention to us. I snuggled against my husband and whispered in his ear.

“We at least have a face.” My husband gestured toward the stores nonchalantly. “Walls have ears…”

We were able to find just what we needed for the children and a few things we hadn’t thought of. There had been an old kerosene lamp in a store window. Light would be important.

I also asked Marina our shop clerk friend if she had anything that no one would buy.

“That makes no sense.” She raised her hands.

“I want to buy something so the money will help you and your family.”

“Oh, now I understand. We were sent too many matching ugly t-shirts. Pay me whatever you wish.” She made a face as she held one up.

“Yes, they are a unusual.” The t-shirts were a waste but money would help Marina.

***

“Dmitre, how are?” My husband sounded concerned.

“We will be overtaken in a day no more than two. My friend we did not expect Mariople to be vulnerable but they have already sighted Russian ships. My mother must leave.”

“That is a wise decision. We are ready for them.”

“You are?” The strain in his voice lessened.

“Yes.”

“Okay. They are packed and ready.”

“What about you?”

“We would never make Odessa. We will go west to friends. We will hope…”

“And pray” the two men said in unison.”

“They will be safe here, my friend.” My husband said with assurance.

“We will keep in touch for as long as we can. We told the women to pack warm layers of clothing and to leave all else.”

“We hope for their safe arrival.”

“Yes, let us hope for the safety of many. Please have them call when they arrive. My mobile is the only way to reach us.” I could see the moisture around my husband’s eyes.

“Thank you, my friend.” Dmitre ended the call.

***

Reader: have you ever purchased an item or items with no usefulness to help another person?

We recently purchased a hat from a man in Uganda. So many people had been out of work that we knew any amount of money helped put food on the table. The hat hangs on my bed post as a reminder.

Thank you for visiting Penned in Moondust aka Moondustwriter. if you are visiting from the A to Z challenge, thank you for your time. here is the story in order – it is a fictional story about what is going on in current time in Odessa, Ukraine. Believe it or not this was originally written in Odessa during my stay there in 2007.

Links to the beginning of the story:

Authors

The Basics

Clearly Crazy

Discovery

Eavesdropping

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Butterfly Fever #covid19 #children

Bethany has been sick with butterfly fever. No one knows how to take care of this. She does not want me to get it though I don’t think a lion can get a butterfly sickness. She is in a butterfly tree -all alone.
At first I was afraid and reminded of how lonely I was without my family. But then I heard a kind voice in the breeze.

“Judah be strong and of good courage do not fear nor be afraid of these things.”
“But how can strength and courage help when my best friend is very sick?”
“The Lord God goes with you (and with your friend). He will not leave you alone. He will not forsake her.”
“So right now God you are taking care of Bethany for me?
“Yes, Judah it is in my promise.”
“I guess courage can sometimes mean we trust God not ourselves. This butterfly sickness has me worried, but you God are stronger than any sickness!!!”

We have friends right now in many countries. The US, Uganda, other parts of Africa, the Middle East.
Some of our friends (like Bethany) are sick and cant get to the doctor. We pray for them and the God who heals and preserves those who are weak that He will be there as He promises.

Other friends can’t get food even when there is supposed to be food given to them (even in the distant villages.)

And there are those who know of the needs who have hope and a little extra  food who are going to these remote areas.

Judah’s verse is found in Deuteronomy 31:6: “Be strong and of good courage, do not fear nor be afraid of them; for the Lord your God, He is the One who goes with you. He will not leave you nor forsake you.”

In Life’s Mirror #poetry #uganda #photography

In the mirror of a water bucket I see:

A blur of color

children with bright hearts

flames cannot douse courage

little girls pump, pump, pump

feet steadily move up the hill

“more water”

little heads bear yellow water jugs

school books brown edged

blue chairs too hot to touch

 ashen are next day’s reflections

 parents anxious to know education’s fate

stories told, songs we sang, things we made

in the mirror of my heart

 stout hearts of orphans

 smiles contagious

 over flow of son’s rays of love

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Fire rages fierce

days merge breeze takes them away

color filled smiles

 

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