Different Roads — One Prayer
They came here from different cities, different generations, and with very different stories. A grandmother who has not missed this pilgrimage for several decades...
Vilni Media – Ukrainian Community in the USA
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They came here from different cities, different generations, and with very different stories. A grandmother who has not missed this pilgrimage for several decades...
The years that have not been lost, the pauses that have endured searing experience, and even the silence — it, too, speaks in him and for him eloquently. Ukrainian actor and People’s Artist of Ukraine Ivan Bernatsky...
There are places that need no long explanations. It is enough to take a glance, to remember, to dream — and Ukraine ignites in your heart. Ellenville is one of them...
There is a special magic in a library: people come here for books, and sometimes they discover an entire world...
There are words that do not need loudness, because they carry strength in themselves. They do not search for a path to the heart, because they have long lived there...
Мовчати і соромитися власних думок, чи захищати до останнього свободу вибору, навіть із казематів. Не вагаючись, ще понад півстоліття тому…
Svitlana Konovalova and her husband moved to the United States about ten years ago—already as fully formed individuals, with experience and an understanding of life...
What happens when a person steps onto the stage not to perform, but to speak with their own life? When words cease to be a role and instead become memory, experience, and the happiness of years lived?..
When do the winter holidays truly come to an end? Is their conclusion determined by the calendar—or by the emotions that continue to resonate in our hearts?..
When winter in Ukraine grips the land in its icy hands, the cold becomes more than just a number on a thermometer. It screams through the silence of empty rooms, breathes into the darkness of power outages...