Today I peeked out of the window - and was amazed! Overnight, while everyone was asleep, the first snowfall occurred! Everything around turned white - the ground, houses, trees - the whole world seemed to be covered with a white blanket. Everything took on an unusual, fairytale-like appearance. I look forward to this first snow every year. Winter sends me back to my childhood, to warm cozy evenings at home, to the joyful anticipation of my favorite holiday, to the scent of a real Christmas tree that dad just brought in from the frost... I love these feelings. It's my connection to the past, and I want to forever keep this memory in my mind; it warms me just thinking about it. Winter, for me, is the breath of a fairy tale, something often missing in adult life. And the main symbol of winter is snow!

I get dressed and go out onto the balcony. Perhaps it's strange how an adult can be so happy about snow? Not for me. The little girl in me woke up—I was jumping and clapping my hands, wanting to laugh. I can't even describe the emotions I felt. I stood on the balcony for about an hour, then went back inside because I was freezing. But the wonderful feelings from encountering my personal fairy tale lingered. And the snow is still falling outside... ❄️

Let's rejoice in the little things! ❤️