I've always loved the New Year. The loudest, probably, shouted that this is my favorite holiday. And only recently I realized that I do not even love the New Year itself, but the pre-New Year state and the special mood that preparation for it creates. Absolute beauty is everywhere, everything is delightfully decorated, wherever you go, wherever you go. It was my daughter who always kept the miracle of the New Year for me. It was very important for me that he believed in miracles. I myself have never believed in Santa Claus. Well, it didn't work out somehow, it happens. But I have always believed in miracles! Where this belief came from in me, I have no idea. It has always existed as something that is self-evident. Miracles happen, and on New Year's Eve - more often. Happy New Year! I wish you a fabulous mood, fulfillment of desires and be the happiest!