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"I wish I had never had the chance to write this book, that there were no themes for it, that my brother was alive, and not that my book had been tampered with..."

With these words Olesya Hromeychuk begins her story, a book that could not have been written, the story of the death of a soldier, told by his sister. It is a very personal story, but at the same time it is the story of tens of thousands of Ukrainian families, the story of losses and their living.

Volodymyr Pavliv, Olesi's brother, was a soldier who died on the frontline in Berezni 2017, a few years before the start of the full-scale invasion. "This is the European war, which just started on the Skhodi Ukraina" - these were the words Volodymyr used to explain his choice to return to the front line to Olesi. He died not long after.

"Good day. I am from the military unit where your brother is serving."

"Death. Denial. Anger. Depression. Acceptance. No history can bring back the loved ones, but sometimes other people's history can help to understand and survive the loss. There is a war going on in our country, and every day people die - defenders and defenders, husbands, fathers, children, brothers and sisters. And all we can do is to learn to live with this loss. Olesya Khromeychuk, a historian, shares her story in this book.