Hello, dear Edgar, by the time you read this letter, you will be a grownup. And the self-sacrificing and heroic struggle of our days will be a lesson on the page of your history textbook, a picture in the Museum of Victory, a precious and incense tomb in the Pantheon of Glory.

Another battle group of Armenian women is rushing to the Artsakh front line. The victory indeed has no alternative, when three generations stand in the trench protecting the Armenian lands, when besides men, women also defend our homeland with weapons in their hands. This war requires national consolidation and overexertion of forces…

The school of Bazmaghbyur village of Aragatsotn region has turned into a unique workshop. Ruzanna Khachatryan, an accountant working in the field of tourism, says.

We are in Verin Dvin, where the largest Assyrian community in Armenia is concentrated. Assyrian children sell persimmons and tangerines in front of the municipality.

Dilbar is a Yezidi nurse who went to the front line with the Yezidi detachment, through whose efforts precious lives were saved and the dangers to health were reduced.

The words are powerless and poor to describe the heroism of our soldiers and officers on the battlefield. Today, new epics and stories are being written in the hero book of the Armenian people; today, new pages are being added to the history of our glory.

We owe to the memory of our dear victims, our heroic sons who bravely fought unequally in defense of the homeland. And the name of that debt is a victory. I bow to mothers who gave birth to heroes. Your grief is immense, but believe me, my heart aches for our dead boys, as if I had lost my own children.