For me, holidays are not about shiny decorations or gifts under the Christmas tree. They are about moments. When you see a smile on the face of a loved one, when the house smells of tangerines and fresh cookies, when you just sit by the window, look at the snow and dream. You dream that somewhere there is someone who is just as waiting for a meeting as you are.

This year I understood one thing – a miracle begins when you yourself open your heart. You open it for a new acquaintance, for warm words and for the love that you deserve. Perhaps these holidays will be the beginning of something real – a story that will warm you not only in winter, but also on any other day of the year.

I believe that New Year and Christmas can become our starting point. And if you, like me, are waiting for a miracle – let it happen.