Yesterday, I was informed that my cousin, who I considered my last living brother, Vitaliy, and his family were killed in a car accident.
(Link to news article http://rusdtp.ru/76056-semya-iz-podmoskovya-razbilas-v-dtp-na-nosovihinskom-shosse.html)
Vitaliy, despite being on the other side of the world, would always help me at my worst and we would always stay in touch to keep the family bond despite the distance. He was the closest thing I ever had to a brother, and that's how we would always refer to each other, always.
For most of my life, I did not understand the meaning of family, growing up on the other side of the world, I only ever had my mother and father.
A few years ago, my family and I scrounged together for flights to see our relatives for the first time in 20 years outside of a Skype call, Vitaliy introduced me to the rest of my family, showed me where they lived, showed me where they grew up, and how they grew up, Vitaliy showed me what it was for the first time in my life to be part of a family.
Vitaliy married his high school sweetheart, Eugenia, and were ready to start a family of their own. After 15 years with no succcess, the doctors said it would be nothing short of a miricale if they managed to have kids given that they are now approaching their mid 30s with no prior success.
That miricale came in the form of Dasha, three years ago, followed by Grisha, one year ago. But as two miricales were given, three were taken away.
I received news yesterday that my brother was in a head on collision with a truck, and the news that followed next would crush me to the core.
Vitaliy, his wife Eugenia, and their son Grisha (aged 1), were killed, Dasha (aged 3) despite survived the crash but with serious injuries.
Dasha is currently in intensive care with a broken jaw, arm, collarbone, spleen, and ruptured stomach.
With the remaining surviving family being elderly and on a pension, the only person left to bury Vitaliy and his family is his mother who is currently trying to organise arrangements on her own, we've all chipped in as much as we can, but a burial for three is proving to be very difficult to afford.
And if Dasha survives, we are unsure where she will go and who will take her on to raise her.
This page has been created to help Vitaliy's mother with the funeral costs as well is to help support Dasha's medical costs, and if she survives, to help the remaining family to get through raising his surviving daughter.
If you are able, please donate to help the surviving family of my brother.