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Do you feel it too? It's as if the world has become quieter, softer, as if covered with a light layer of expectation. It always seems to me that small miracles begin precisely from the first day of winter. When you wake up, look out the window, and there is a cold sky and barely noticeable frost, and inside it suddenly becomes warmer.

I woke up today with a strange feeling, as if life was quietly hinting at something important. Not with promises, not with loud events, but with a light whisper somewhere under the ribs: "Try again... if you want."

The formula of 3 elements

The result comes when there is discipline

Light as medicine

There is a moment every year when the world suddenly pauses—just for a heartbeat. The air shifts. The light softens. And before you even realize it, winter opens the door and quietly steps inside.

Does everyone know that a Christmas tree is the most romantic "interior object" in a house?💋

Do you travel often? For me, travel is something so incredible, it is the discovery of another world for me. Traveling is definitely getting rid of bad thoughts🦋🌺

Since childhood, I dreamed of flying. And now I'm a flight attendant, and it's truly amazing. I see sunrises above the clouds, sunsets in different countries, different horizons. But no view compares to the feeling of being next to someone who cares for you, who is waiting for your return.

About how God didn't just love humanity from a distance—God became human. God entered into it fully, completely. Didn't shrink. Didn't hold back. But also didn't lose Godself in the process.

I was watching my father work in the yard, doing something that needed doing, and I thought: he never asks for permission. He never checks with anyone. He just sees what needs fixing, and he fixes it.

and she pointed to one of herself when she was young. She said, "I spent so much time trying to be someone interesting that I forgot to be someone real."

Every day is a little life 🌟. Sometimes it flies by unnoticed, and sometimes it brings wonderful moments. Do you manage to notice them? 💛

The Phylosophy of Liking vs That Instant Feeling :)

There's something special about winter nights. When it's dark early, when the air becomes so fresh that every breath sends goosebumps down your spine... and when you crave the warmth not just of a blanket, but of someone's arms.

There are moments in winter that make something inside you freeze. Not loud, not bright—on the contrary, quite quiet. But these are precisely what makes winter special.

The first days of winter are always special for me. There's something quiet, magical, almost intimate about them.

And I still believe that's largely true. But I've realized that something is missing from that picture.

I grew up watching my mother pour everything into her family, and I called it beautiful. And it was. But I'm realizing I might have missed something important in the story.