Returning home in December, my husband and I spoke about his love for Ukraine and her people. He noted how we cover our holiday tables in three layers, which he found amazing. Having lived in Italy for 17 years, he saw only modest holiday tables there. I went to Italy for work, but my life happened differently, and I married at 37. At that moment, I was once struck, and I had a 16-year-old daughter who stayed with my mom. I have no children with my current husband yet.

When five years ago, my daughter in despair called me and said that her fiance refused to marry her, learning of her boss, I assured her that we would come up with something and she should not worry so much. I did not know how to tell my husband, but when he learned about it, he immediately suggested that our daughter come to Italy, so that the child of the child with us and stay with us. Everything was solved, but suddenly the bridegroom daughter made her an offer, and they remained in Ukraine, where they now live in their own apartment.

When this Kosshmar began in Ukraine, his son -in -law was a volunteer, and his stepfather brought my daughter and grandchildren to Italy for safety. My husband treated them well, and he was fond of the courage of Ukrainians in protecting his land. He began to send money to support the army and often talk to my son -in -law, asking what they needed, and sending them everything they needed. We are now in Ukraine, and my husband, after arrival, devoured 1000 euros in the Arch. I am grateful for our meeting with him and I am sure that soon everything will be good again!