I am fascinated by the ways some people have been able to survive hardships without losing their minds
I regret that I went to work to get bread and soup and let Jyri be in the ward of others'. He still might have died, but I could have been with him his last days. This is one of the horrible things of life that you voluntarily do things that you later regret without being able to change anything
How do you manage life when your husband has disappeared and your two toddlers have died of malnutrition and infections?
This is the first post of a serial of five posts based on Elfriide’s life story as deported from Estonia to Siberia and back to Estonia. Number Two, Three, Four and the post scriptum. We have friends with a dramatic background in their ancestry story. Our friend Kristjan comes from Sweden and his father Herbert escaped the Germans and the Russians by fleeing from Estonia […]