With the possibility of a life long-term in the U.S. growing, Iryna and Olena’s story paints a picture of what modern asylum looks like for many migrants across our country – a battle both with cultural identity, federal policy and where they fit in.
“It is mountains, the beautiful mountains of Kolomyia where I am from,” she said. “It is also Crimea, where I spent my childhood. Every single year, me and my parents would go to the black sea, to Odesa.”
Yes, it’s that time of year again. Grocery store displays become bombarded with red roses, pink packaged candies make their way into every checkout line and things become heart-shaped that definitely shouldn’t be.
My journey at Boatwright has been a humbling one, but I can still remember the first time I dared go down just one more level.
