You can travel half the world, but still look for something that has no geography. Because the best trips are not about cities, but about yourself in them.

About the power of touch and tenderness. About how sometimes words are not needed - just a warm hug that melts away pain.

Sometimes one memory can bring back a whole summer. I just have to imagine the smell of the sea - and I'm that girl with a pink backpack and two pigtails again.

I don't know about you, but summer smells like freedom to me. At this time of year I change - I become lighter, more tender, a little reckless. This is the time when I want not just to live, but to feel every cell of my skin.

I can be different. Cheerful and silent, confident and a little confused. But most of all I dream of being with someone who will see the real me - without masks, without roles. Will see and say: "I'm staying." Because then my "self" will become a little braver.

They say boredom is the mother of ingenuity. In my case, it's also the godmother of spontaneous decisions, questionable ideas, and strange actions. So, here are five things I did simply because nothing was happening:

I have one dress - long, light, a little magical. When I put it on, I want to dream, laugh and dance even in the kitchen. It is not just a fabric - it is a mood. Femininity is not about fashion. It is about a state of mind, when you feel beautiful - for yourself. And a little - for him.

I decided to become that girl who wakes up at 6:00, drinks warm water with lemon, meditates for 10 minutes and then changes the world. Well, at least the first two points. I decided to postpone changing the world until next Monday.

They say the perfect girl wakes up early, smiles at the new day, drinks water with lemon, and does 15 minutes of yoga to the sound of birds chirping. Yeah, sure. I wake up to the blanket twisted into a knot, one leg frozen, the other miraculously on the floor, and someone on the street yelling “Yulia, open the door!” for the third time.

I used to think that love at first sight was something from movies. But over time I realized: the real thing doesn't start with the eyes. It starts with the heart. Sometimes a few words, a look, a tone of voice are enough - and you understand: this is your person. Not because something big happened. But because something very quiet and real happened.

My morning begins with the aroma of coffee. I hold the cup in both hands, as if embracing the day. Sometimes in such moments I think of you. About how good it would be to sit together in silence in the kitchen, smile, share one life for two. Because happiness is not about events. It is about moments.

Now I try to spend as much time with my mom as possible, because soon we will not be able to see each other often because of my work.😻💕

Sometimes the warmest words are those that are not spoken. Just being silent next to someone and feeling your heart beating peacefully in rhythm with another. I don't need loud phrases. I just need silence, in which there will be a place for me. And for you. For us.

My children made me so happy on Mother's Day that my soul is still glowing with happiness.🌷💓

I was so happy to spend Mother's Day together with my beloved mom.❤️💫

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