I love peace. Silence after work, when I brew tea and watch the evening slowly falls on the city. I love the moments when we cook something in the kitchen together, laugh, listen to music. It is in such simple things that a real life is.

And yet ... I believe that my husband is somewhere. Anyone who appreciates not only my eyes or smile, but also my depth, my care, my desire to create a real home. And you know what? He will be very lucky. Because I'm not only a woman who dreams of love - I am a woman who is able to give it.

Family for me is not just a word. It's a heart. It's a touch. It's a feeling that you're not alone. I can be strong, but I want to become weak next to those who can keep my hand - firmly, confident, gentle.

I hope to find a real family, the one in whom the family will be in the first place ...