Just want to mention something about bravery (which I’m on the opposite end of the spectrum). 😅
Did a lot of study these past 2 months. Started with finding where Poland & Ukraine are in the world map, then mainly focused on the health & medical needs & the numbers associated (number of people, percentage of vaccinations, types of wounds, prevalence of common diseases, COVID / flu activity, etc.).
Then when planning for the Ukraine trip, I started meeting or talking with people on the ground or with family members inside Ukraine and even with the refugees. Saw pictures of Ukraine (and of course when googling Ukraine, it’s filled with those images where I thought we’d be “staying at”). That’s when fear really struck me.😬
In my luggage, I packed an extra jacket (to be used as pillow to sleep on the ground because a sleeping bag would be too bulky), high-calorie biscuits, forgot to bring the water-filtration straw 🙄, thermos (no fashionable or presentable clothing because I didn’t plan on that we’d be out in open air), and I even thought about some bribery so that if captured, I can ask for one fatal shot rather than the scary mutilation before allowed to die (yes, fear can really distort reality). Even took a trip to Holland to “say goodbye” to my BFF & tour my favorite Keukenhof right beforehand.
My fear dominated my thoughts to the point I told my poor teammates that I wanted to bail out right before departing Poland. Then I went to the restroom to pray. That’s when God comforted me. Showed me my past where He’s never left me to fend for my own. Showed me He’d always enabled me when I responded to His calling. Went back to my teammates who were so understanding and so forgiving, and off we went for Ukraine.
So, with much embarrassment, I present to you my actual experience inside beautiful Ukraine.😅