It had to be a picture for my annual immigration post. 10 years ago in the middle of July I came to US to stay with a man I’ve chosen to love and a country we’ve decided to live in.
You could see a light smile on my face, but you won’t see what my eyes could tell you under those huge sunglasses…

We’ve been living in a daylight nightmare for last 141 days, awakening every morning with horrifying news from Ukraine 🇺🇦, and going to bed at night with a prayer for the next day…

So I’m not even sure anymore if I want to say something about my 10 happy years in US.
I just feel like I live in a dual reality.