It was December 25th.
A day we usually connect with warm lights, quiet evenings, and the feeling that the year is slowly coming to an end not necessarily with snow.
But then I looked out the window that morning, I stopped for a moment.
The world was white. Not just any white, but a soft, gentle white that changes the view and also something inside you. And then my first real thought was very simple and very honest: “F***, it’s snow.”
Not poetic, not deep just pure surprise.
The silence was almost complete, as if someone had turned the volume of the world down. Snow swallowed the sounds of cars, footsteps, and everyday worries. The streets were calm, the trees heavy with snow, and the air was cold and clean. I walked slowly, without a destination, simply wanting to stay in that moment as long as possible. Every step made a soft sound in the snow, every breath felt peaceful. Of course, I almost slipped because life always reminds us that we are still standing on the ground, even when we feel like we are in a fairytale.
As the snow slowly began to melt, I realized how hard the time behind me had been.
Maybe that is why I had not written for a long time. Not because I did not want to, but because I was caught in a rhythm that did not allow pauses. During this time, I passed pathology, human genetics, and English even though I still have an oral exam in English ahead of me, which makes me a little nervous. I also passed another math exam, which means more to me than just a grade it means persistence.
Along with school, I was working almost every day, even during the holidays. While others were celebrating, I was working.Days blended into each other, weekends no longer felt like rest, and evenings were often just about finding enough strength for the next day. Many times I thought about writing or sharing my thoughts, but tiredness was always louder.
Now, looking back, I understand how important moments like December 25th really are. Moments that stop you and show you that your effort is not pointless. That life is not measured only by exams passed and hours worked, but also by quiet mornings, white landscapes, and a feeling of inner peace.
As the year slowly comes to an end, I carry a lot of gratitude inside me. Gratitude for everything I managed to do, even when I thought I could not go on. For lessons that were not easy, but were necessary. For people who stayed by my side, and for moments that reminded me who I am.
I enter the new year with a quiet wish for balance. I wish for more peace within myself, more time for things that make me happy, and more courage to say no sometimes. I wish for success in school, at work, and in life in general. Not perfection, but progress. Not rushing, but growth.
And to all of you, we wish a new year filled with health, happiness, and inner peace. May it be full of small victories, warm moments, and unexpected miracles. May it give you enough strength for hard days and enough lightness for the good ones. And if the world around you turns white for a moment, just like it did for me on December 25th, I hope you will stop and truly feel it.
May the new year be kind.
May it be successful.
May it be yours. ❄️✨
