We Are All Warriors In Our Own Field: A Ukrainian Show Jumper Weighs in On the Fallout of War

I talk to my mom every day. I call her every morning and ask, How was the night? But in my head, I’m asking her the question that has been running through my head since the last time we spoke, Are you still alive?

I think this is how every morning starts now, for every Ukrainian. We call our family and our friends to see if they survived the night. Whether we are there or not, our days begin the same.

My name is Kateryna Khurshudyan, and I am a Ukrainian showjumper. I live and work in Belgium, so I was not there when the bombs began to fall on my country. That first day, when the news of the bombing hit and I realized what was happening, the only thing I wanted to do was go home. I wanted to be there, to help, to get my family out somehow. I soon found out that evacuation might not be possible for them. People from every city were rushing to get out of the country. There were lines forty-six kilometers long at the border, made up of mostly women and children, because many of the men were being mobilized to fight and defend Ukraine...

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Article written by Kateryna Khurshudyan