Blog
We live by other people's clocks a lot and why it's sometimes good to be late.
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30 Jun 2025
Inner freedom and the fact that even the most difficult days can be "untangled" if you let the wind into your thoughts.
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30 Jun 2025
Some days all I dream about is someone to hug me after a long day.
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30 Jun 2025
My evenings that I'm tired of(
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30 Jun 2025
A simple dinner I dream of cooking for someone special.
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30 Jun 2025
A little revelation. I've lived long enough to know what real affection feels like, and what it means when a man only offers attention, not intention... Which hurts more, the silence or the eternal games?
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30 Jun 2025
Hi! My name is Natalia, I’m 43, a mom to a wonderful son and a woman who knows what a broken heart feels like. But I also believe that love isn’t just about youthful passion. It’s warmth, support, friendship, and the ability to laugh together even when your soul feels cloudy. In my blog, I share my thoughts, experiences, and hope. Maybe it will resonate with someone. Or maybe… someone will recognize themselves in these words. 💌
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30 Jun 2025
I want to believe that tenderness is not weakness.
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30 Jun 2025
Today I walked without a goal. I just walked.
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30 Jun 2025
Some women have learned too well how to behave. How to dress to attract interest. How to talk to seem nice. How to laugh at the right time to make a man feel like a hero.
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30 Jun 2025
I was, I think, about six years old. A small purple bicycle with yellow stickers, two side wheels like safety wings. Then it seemed to me that without them it was something impossible. Like jumping from a roof and hoping that you will fly.
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30 Jun 2025
Sometimes life gives us not gifts, but trials. The kind that make your heart ache, and your head only has one question, Why me? I wasn't always strong. And I'm not always strong now. But I learned to cope. In my own way. First, I allow myself to feel. Not to hide behind, everything is fine, not to smile through the pain, but to honestly admit: I'm having a hard time. This is not weakness, this is honesty. Then I breathe. Deeply. Slowly. Because breathing is an anchor. It brings you back to reality when everything inside is screaming.
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30 Jun 2025
I love it. And not just as skin care, but as a small ritual of self-care. A mask is not just a cream or a sheet film with serum. It is a way to tell yourself, You deserve a break. You deserve care.
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30 Jun 2025
Sometimes I catch myself thinking how often we ask this question to others, but so rarely to ourselves. But it is in this question that the key to our inner peace, to the meaning of each day that we live, is hidden. For me, the most important goal in life is to be myself.
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30 Jun 2025
Hello !!!! I'm makeup artist and today I want to talk about care, which is indispensable in the summer.
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30 Jun 2025
Greetings, my dear friends, art lovers and everyone who believes in beauty and inspiration. Today is a special day for me. I want to share with you my joy: one of my favorite paintings has found a new owner. It has been a long journey - from the first brush stroke here in my studio under the Egyptian sun to the moment it left for its new home.
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30 Jun 2025
This text is my personal story about how I survived burnout. Without embellishment and pathos. I tell how I recognized the first symptoms, what mistakes I made, what helped me recover and what I am doing now to avoid "burning out" again.
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30 Jun 2025
I don't need to live in a house by the ocean. I don't dream of a glossy picture. What's more important to me is the morning, when you can smell coffee and your loved one is nearby. When the kids are laughing in the kitchen, and I'm just happy that we're together.
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30 Jun 2025
I hid for a long time. Behind smiles, behind “everything is fine,” behind the words that others wanted to hear from me. I adapted, smoothed it over, endured — just so as not to stand out, not to be “inconvenient.” I was afraid that if I showed my true self, I would become too strange, too emotional, too direct for someone. But one day I got tired. And I just decided — enough.
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30 Jun 2025
I often catch myself thinking that we set limits for ourselves. We think that I'm 43, I have children, that I can start something new? But the heart doesn't ask about age, it just wants warmth and understanding.
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30 Jun 2025
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