My sister informed me [about the beginning of the war], she works in Kyiv, and since explosions were heard there already in Kyiv. What reaction? I can't even say. Fear for children. First of all, I called my children to leave Kyiv. My sons came to me, his wife's younger one also has Krasyliv parents.

Apparently, I have already learned to master myself a little, as I work with people. It was all, as they say, inside. I did not show what I was very worried about. I was worried, first of all, because my mother was also with me. She is already of this age (she is more than 80 years old), if suddenly you have to run away somewhere, and my mother walks, as they say, on two sticks…

Apparently, there was a sixth feeling that I took my mother from my sister literally two days before the war. The sister's village was occupied later.

Well, I want to say, I didn't run to any store. And I didn't buy medicine either, because I didn't think about it. There was always some stock of products.

The day is coming, the smell of the desert has been brought. So, we have our own farm, a potato, an egg, all of them, a corn, a cow.

No one thought it would drag on. It's just that no one believed that it would really be a war. There will be such a war that they will really shoot.

It was later, when our family already felt that a bomb fell next to our house, then we already started going down to the basement. We improved the basement a little so much, the batteries were put there so that there would be some kind of light.

The bales were rubbed with straws, and they sent them, and they put them in anyone’s mouth. I was already on the ground.

We had an alarm on our phones. And everyone, if there were people on the street, everyone who heard the alarm immediately shouts to everyone: "Let's quickly run to the basement, because the alarm". One thing I couldn't get my mother down to the basement at first, because she couldn't get there. We took her to the basement somehow, she was there for a whole month. There were only six of us in the family.

At first, when the granddaughter came to the village, she heard less of those sounds, she was so more or less calm. And then, as the bomb hit it, the kid was stressed. She screamed, cried, and then, as we took her to the basement, we showed that it was safer here, then she was already alone: as soon as she heard the alarm, she took a jacket, boots and into the basement. She behaved more calmly there in the basement. And then, when they started dropping bombs on the village, they still left for the second grandmother. That grandmother lives in the Lviv region. The children probably left on March 7 and then the three of us were: me, my husband and my mother.

We had interruptions in the light. And there was probably no Sunday of gas. A broken pipe between the villages. Tiles that were or gas cylinders were used to cook food on them.

They baked bread, there was no bread. First of all, people baked bread from those who had flour and gave it to the military. They also left it for themselves, but who what, who some pancakes.

And then our people from the village, Natasha and Vitya, went to get bread. First to Chernihiv, then when the road to Chernihiv was blocked, they went to the Kyiv region.

It happened that you were going, you would get something, and until you got home, there was nothing. But nothing, everything is fine. As they say, we had something to eat.

We have a well near the house. But water was partially collected in the morning so that it would sleep. And stocks were made. Not much, but they did.

Men slept in their apartments, and women and children slept in the basement. So we had such a period that at eleven in the evening and at five in the morning bombs were constantly dropped. Then everyone went to the basement.

The day began with the fact that they woke up in the morning and the cattle had to be beaten first. Then it is necessary to cook food, and then to work.

We solve issues, work issues. We come home from work, the same again. If it is the summer period, then you need to go to the gardens. If it is already the case that there are no gardens, no work, then it is the same, to defeat livestock and that's it. This is how we had such a day. These are mainly rural everyday life.

There were weekdays in March, I'll tell you, it wasn't every time you could cook something. Sometimes there was no light, sometimes there was no gas. I always went to work. They shoot, they don't shoot, but I went to work. The man was at home, as they say, he was engaged in housekeeping.

Our father gave me some prayers, I read them every morning. Before going to work. It was rare that somewhere already, that could not read them, but I read, read prayers went before going, I always crossed myself and said: "Lord, God help me, so that everything is fine".

What did it give me? More peace in the soul. As I found myself under protection, I asked God, as I can do under protection.

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