Every year, March 8th becomes for me not just another date on the calendar, but a special day when I feel all the charm of spring and femininity. This International Women's Day is not only a reason to please yourself and others, but also an opportunity to think about how important it is to take care of yourself and others.

It is customary to give flowers on this day, and I cannot help but share my feelings about this. Flowers are not just an aesthetic pleasure, they are a symbol of life, beauty and tenderness. Every time I see bright buds, my heart fills with joy. They can lift my spirits even on the gloomiest day.

When I think about flowers, I remember moments full of warmth and love. It can be a bouquet that I was given on March 8th, or just a flower I accidentally found in the park. Each flower has its own story and special meaning. I love when I am surrounded by bright colors and aromas that remind me of spring, freshness and hopes for the best.

This year I especially want flowers. Not only from others, but also for myself. I want to arrange a small holiday for myself, filled with beauty and joy. Let it not only be traditional tulips or roses, but also bright daffodils, delicate freesias or exotic orchids. Each flower will become a reminder that I am worthy of care and love, including from myself.