Mother's heart


We sat in our editorial office: an elderly Lipchanka Valentina Aleksandrovna Konyakhina and I. Valentina Alexandrovna spoke quietly, in simple words, in a worldly way. This is how people talk about their greatest happiness. Or vice versa - about the worst disaster. In such a conversation beautiful words are not needed, they are not the essence. And in the events in question.


The son of Valentina Alexandrovna is called Sergei Nikolaevich. In the early 1990s, he began to work in the police. And in 1995 he was sent to Chechnya, where at that time there was a war.

Valentina Alexandrovna accompanied Sergey. This is the mother’s share - there is no peace in her, but there are many worries. Days flowed in labor and troubles. And on March 18 of the same year, Valentina Alexandrovna went to the Lipetsk Central Market. I bought something and suddenly stopped. Such pain pierced her heart that the woman barely held back a scream. And when she was able to breathe again, she looked around. People walked through the streets, buses and cars rode. As before, the sun was shining, the wind was blowing. Lipetsk - the restless, restless rush - remained the same. But Valentina Alexandrovna felt: something had happened.

Somehow she came home, drank medicine. And at night she had a dream: someone was telling her that Sergei was wounded. But neither on this day nor in subsequent news came.

And then my son’s colleagues came to Valentina Alexandrovna. Friendly, sympathetic. They began to say that Sergei did not come with them, because he fell and injured his leg.

“What are you telling tales to me,” my mother said calmly. - He's hurt.

And everyone was silent. That was true.

It turned out that the wounded Sergei was transferred to Rostov, to the hospital. Sergei became the first Lipetsk policeman who was wounded in Chechnya. Doctors and military went from Lipetsk to Rostov. Valentina Alexandrovna also went with them.

Looking ahead, I’ll say: it all ended well. Sergei Nikolaevich recovered. But there, in the Rostov hospital, another one happened история.

In the wards lay soldiers. And next to them were mothers and wives. And among them was an inconspicuous modest woman. Once, upon seeing the experiences of Valentina Alexandrovna, she went up to her and said:

“Mom, you are very happy.”

- Why? - surprised Valentina Alexandrovna. - My son hurt, he can’t walk. Who knows what this will turn out to be.

“Your son is alive.” You know where he is. You are next to him. This is the greatest happiness. I am looking for a load of 200 ...

The son of this woman died. And she looked for him, dead, to look at least once. She knew that when she found a son, she would experience terrible pain. But even this pain will be less than the one that tormented her now.

... A deep bow to you, the mother of all the soldiers of our country. For your hearts, which beat like restless indefatigable birds, ready to carry huge burdens on their wings.

Finally, a couple more lines. Valentina Alexandrovna brought her poetry to the editor for children. And each line is very kind and a little naive. Valentina Alexandrovna knows how to enjoy simple things. Heat, the cat on the carpet, primroses, children's laughter. To be able to do this for each of us.
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  1. Kote Pan Kokhanka 22 February 2020 05: 50 New
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    Dear, priceless Sophia! Able to not only find the deep string of the soul, but also to sink it so that the words disappear, breaks the heart and rolls a lump to the throat !!!
    How long have you been gone and how much we - forum users have lost. Do not forget us - fans of your lines !!!
    Sincerely, Your sincere friend Kotische!
    1. DMB 75 22 February 2020 06: 11 New
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      I agree with every word. I wouldn’t be able to write it myself, so let me join your words ... Sophia writes great! Thank you ..
  2. Sergey Averchenkov 22 February 2020 05: 54 New
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    Mom is always a mom. There’s nothing to talk about.
    1. bessmertniy 22 February 2020 08: 46 New
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      But we lose our mothers, and this too is a huge pain for the rest of our lives. While they are with us, we somehow do not understand how much they are dear to us, and when they leave, it is clear that no treasures of the world have a price in comparison with them. recourse So we are dear to them, and they cannot accept the fact that they are losing us.
      1. Sergey Averchenkov 22 February 2020 08: 57 New
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        Yes, we lose ... no one is eternal, you and I too. But our mothers will forever remain in our memory. Or maybe as grandmothers in the memory of grandchildren, I remember my grandmother very well ... Antonina Semenovna ... I still have her portrait hanging on the veranda. There is grandfather, mother there, father there, brother there.
  3. Catfish 22 February 2020 06: 04 New
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    Thanks, I remembered my Mom. She has long been away from me ...
  4. Slavutich 22 February 2020 06: 26 New
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    Mother's Heart!
    Thank you for your lines.
  5. 75 Sergey 22 February 2020 06: 48 New
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    They say that back in '99, near Rostov, there were refrigerators with the bodies of our soldiers, who died in the first Chechen one.
    And we betrayed them, after the second Chechen one, the victory was stolen from the RA, merged it for the sake of its image, now Russia pays tribute to Chechnya.
  6. Van 16 22 February 2020 07: 06 New
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    Thank you very much for the article, very great!
    For some reason, the old song immediately sounded in my head:
    "Talk to me, mom,
    Talk about something
    Until starry midnight to the very
    Give me my childhood again "..
  7. The leader of the Redskins 22 February 2020 07: 24 New
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    My mom is alive. Already in years, and my hair had been “covered with snow” for a long time ... But, having lost other people dear to me, I at one moment looked back at my life and felt the impending emptiness. So I try every free minute to go to her place, sit next to the TV, talk over a cup of tea about matters and grandmothers.
    And I always drive away evil thoughts from myself. I don’t even want to think about it!
  8. Sofia 22 February 2020 07: 33 New
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    Dear forum users, thanks for your warm feedback! I really respect Military Review for his work and for accumulating good, honest people. And I will convey greetings to Valentina Alexandrovna. We in the children's newspaper will publish her poems for the little ones.
    1. Reptiloid 24 February 2020 00: 23 New
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      Thank you so much for the article, Sophia. I am glad to meet you. I remember and re-read your articles. They mean a lot to me.
  9. Olgovich 22 February 2020 07: 44 New
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    Your son is alive. You know where he is. You are next to him. This is the greatest happiness. I am looking for a load of 200 ...


    Countrywoman of the heroine of the story, too gummy Maria Frolova lost 8 sons in the war ...
    1. Lamata 22 February 2020 08: 28 New
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      !!!! Eight children to lose !!!! My great-grandmother 5 (4 sons and a daughter) lost in that war, didn’t recover, she died in mid-1946
      1. Sergey Averchenkov 22 February 2020 11: 34 New
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        Do not be surprised - my father was the ninth child. True, only two were killed. That would be giving birth now.
        1. Lamata 22 February 2020 11: 36 New
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          I have a classmate (47 years old), in the Russian Federation, lives near Yaroslavl, 8 children !!! friend, 4 children has, another three.
          1. Sergey Averchenkov 22 February 2020 11: 39 New
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            It is perfectly. I only have three. Well already good? Is it true?
            1. Lamata 22 February 2020 12: 23 New
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              !!!! I firmly shake my hand !!! This is very correct and good.
              1. Sergey Averchenkov 22 February 2020 12: 56 New
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                Forgive me, and who puts the cons here? It’s not because of myself, I don’t give a damn, who set minus Lamata? Hey, you don’t like the fact that I have three children or the fact that Lamata shook hands? Cattle. The one who put the minus just ..
                1. Lamata 22 February 2020 12: 59 New
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                  it's me. Someone has stepped on. Do not pay attention. drinks
                  1. Sergey Averchenkov 22 February 2020 13: 17 New
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                    Yes you are right. There are more pidorgs than people. Sorry I'm so rude.
            2. Lamata 22 February 2020 14: 20 New
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              I don’t understand people living on the principle of Child free, but why do they live for? It seems like a rosemary.
        2. Lamata 22 February 2020 11: 37 New
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          my grandmother was the eleventh child !! out of 11 after the war, 6 remained.
  10. Lamata 22 February 2020 07: 54 New
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    Good, necessary article !!! Mothers bow deeply.
  11. Assyrian 22 February 2020 09: 08 New
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    Thanks Sofya! A deep bow to Valentina Alexandrovna! And all to mothers !!!
    As a child, I was proud and admired my grandfather, who went through the whole war. For me, he was the most important participant in the war. The symbol of victory. And only as an adult began to think and ask grandmother how she managed to survive and save four children in the war, especially in the occupation. To the honor of the villagers, she was not extradited, the wife of the commander and communist.
    When at the festive table the grandfather asked "mother, say a toast," she always said, "So that there is no war."
    Grandmother accomplished no less deed than grandfather.
  12. AK1972 22 February 2020 09: 38 New
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    Thank you Sofia! Such a short article, but rather even a note pierced the whole soul. No more words.
  13. Dmitry Nikolaevich 69 22 February 2020 14: 58 New
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    It hurts to read!