Knowledge is what you get from books and learning and other people's ideas. I have a lot of knowledge. I read theology.

I can feel it happening every time. The first few days in the city are fine—I'm strong, I'm grounded, I remember myself. But then the weeks pass and the noise gets louder and somewhere inside me something starts to dissolve.

Everyone talks about being brave like it's something big and dramatic—like standing up to someone important or doing something that scares you.

Dark, cold evenings are my time. A time when I can disconnect from the hustle and bustle and create my own little, perfectly warm world. I have a whole set of rituals for this. First, there's the light. I immediately turn off the overhead chandelier. I turn on the fairy lights, place a thick vanilla- or pine-scented candle on the table, and turn on a small floor lamp with a warm yellow glow.

I decided to celebrate New Year's at home, alone, with pizza and TV shows. Everything was going perfectly until I remembered to take out the trash. At 11:50 PM. In the entryway. In complete silence.

I'd been living in this apartment for three years now and knew almost nothing about my neighbor. Only sounds - footsteps in the morning, soft music in the evening, and her polite "hello" in the elevator. No names, no conversations. Just a person behind the wall.

She hadn't planned anything special for this New Year. No noisy company, no list of "Monday" resolutions, and no fireworks until the morning. Just a quiet evening, garlands hanging on the window, and tea that was cooling too quickly.

Sometimes home is not walls, but something much more, right? Not an address. And not even the keys in the bag.

Shop windows are flashing, people are running somewhere, and I catch myself thinking, I don't want it to be faster, but warmer. Is it the same with you?

(What will it be like, New Year's?)

(What does the new year have in store for us?)

Being a twin isn't just a relationship. It's a special world where you're understood without words, but also mirrored in every way.

New Year's in Ukraine is more than just a date on the calendar. It's a feeling of home, light, and hope, even when it's freezing outside or times are tough.

Hello! I'm Anna, who lives sports and loves an active lifestyle. But, to be honest, the holidays are a real test for my willpower 😅. Delicious food, sweets, feasts with friends and family... It's easy to cross the line and wake up after the New Year with a feeling of guilt or extra pounds.

May this New Year enter your life quietly, like snow outside the window, and at the same time boldly — like a dream that you have long carried in your heart! your, Svetlana 🎁✨

Holidays are a time of light, warmth and family comfort. But if you are a single mother, Christmas and New Year can cause not only joy, but also sadness, fatigue or a feeling of loneliness. I know this from my own experience. But the truth is that even together with your baby you can create a real, sincere holiday that will be remembered for a lifetime.

🎄 I believe that our love is already somewhere nearby 💖

When snow falls quietly outside, it seems like the world stands still. Isn't it?? ☺️

Sometimes, on the quietest winter evening, when snow gently falls to the ground, it seems as if the world slows down. At such moments, even the most rational people begin to believe in miracles. Why? Because deep down, we know: there is something greater, something capable of changing the course of events, fulfilling wishes, and giving us unexpected encounters.

Do you know how I ended up here, on this site, and why I believe true feelings can be found even online?