How does family shape your perception of strength? I'm Ukrainian--my heritage and family's experiences greatly influenced my perception of strength. Often times I need to remind myself that my family members experienced greater obstacles than I. I can overcome whatever the world throws at me. For example, one set of grandparents are survivors of the Ukrainian genocide when Russian communists falsely created a famine. Other family members were disowned by their parents for accepting the Christian faith, while others sat in prison. My own parents saw their fair share of discrimination as accent-speaking immigrants in the US. And yet, did that sway the confidence or joy of those family members? Surprisingly...no. Strength is more than your circumstances.
What keeps you strong in times of trial? Easy. I'm not the first. I'm the last. I'm not alone. It's a silly example, but before my first child, a friend told me in those first few months--I will go crazy. I will lose it at some point in time. However, to remember, I'm not the only mother in the world at that point in time exhausted and upset. That there were so many women before me who had it worst and who will experience the same as me in the future. And we all got through it.
How can you be strong and vulnerable? I used to be a competitive runner. I know that my muscles only increased when I broke them down. It wasn't a one-time event either. Every single day. I pushed myself. I broke. I came back stronger. In life, we grow when we share the piece of us that is soft. I do this with my work colleagues, I do this with my church family, with my closest friends. I share my "uncomfortable", painful, and failure moments. It is in these where I grow, where my community encourages me, rallies around me, where I do the same--and I truly come out stronger.
Anna’s Intentional Act of Kindness
How did you use the $100? Donated to #Bake4Ukraine. This is an active organization in the suburbs of Kyiv, Ukraine. They provide bread to those in need, for free, during the active Russian invasion.
I had all of these ideas for my $100... And then Russia invaded Ukraine. Not only did Russia invade Ukraine, it invaded, bombed, started to destroy my hometown of Kyiv. My mind tried to process the chaos. I'm still clawing on to any whim of control. Donating to Ukrainian needs is that sliver of control in my life.
My uncle is a country manager of a bread company. He also started a café that employs adults with Down Syndrome and Autism. My uncle lives right outside of Kyiv. He and his family decided to stay and self fund the production of bread so that people had food.
As a family, they put on their bullet proof vests, and provided much needed sustenance to the elderly, disabled, and local fire and police departments. Ingredients have been trucked in from Western Europe. Former marketing managers now operate various bread machines. Everyone is doing their part.
This $100. It did its part too.
What was the 'Intentional Act of Kindness' process like for you? Not what I expected!!! The war truly changed everything for me. I feel guilty every single day for the freedom I have while my people suffer. I am so thankful for it and for 100 Souls Strong for helping me feel like I can make a difference.