Pink for me is like a little light in a gray day, like a sign that even when everything around seems complicated and incomprehensible, I can choose to be light and playful. Not because I want to prove something to someone, but simply because it reminds me: "Hey, you deserve to be happy." And really, it seems that men will never understand this. For them, a color is just a color, but for me, it's a whole world of emotions and memories.

Living in another place, far from home, I increasingly notice that such little things - like a favorite shade, smell, or even a simple song - help not to lose yourself. It's like an anchor that keeps you in the very center when everything around you is changing so much. Maybe that's why I can't just stop loving pink, even if someone says it's too girly or illogical.

You know, sometimes it seems like being alone teaches you to see yourself differently. You start to understand that being yourself is not always easy, but it's very important. And in this process, I increasingly appreciate those little things that make me me, and not someone else. That's why I can spend hours just looking at something pink or holding an object that reminds me of warmth and joy.

Have you noticed that sometimes the simplest things can become the most important? Maybe you have something like that too - a small detail that gives you strength and mood. I believe that everyone has their own "color" or their own little thing that helps them feel whole and real.

That's my thought today, I just shared it with you, without plans and preparation 😊. Sometimes even the simplest color can tell you about who you really are, if you listen to yourself carefully.

Val