August 13, I turn 44. An age that I once looked at with a mixture of curiosity and fear. I admit that for me this is a kind of milestone that makes me think about what I have lived and appreciate the life experience I have gained.

I live with gratitude for everything I have and for all the people around me. Every year brings its lessons, challenges and joys, and this one is no exception. Perhaps many perceive 44 years as the beginning of aging, but for me this is a time of blossoming: I have enough experience to make informed decisions, and at the same time I still have energy and desire for new achievements.

The past years have taught me that age is just a number. What matters is how you feel and how you live. I have learned to appreciate every moment, to be more patient and attentive to myself and others. With each year, the understanding of my place in this world becomes clearer, and my priorities - more precise.

I am grateful for everything I have and for everything that lies ahead. My 44 years are not the end, but on the contrary, another stage of a path full of amazing discoveries and inspirations. And I am ready to meet this new year with an open heart and soul.