Today I was rushing to a call again. No matter how many years I have been in medicine, my heart still stops when the siren pierces the morning. But, you know, there are special cases - when you save not only the body, but also the soul. Once I came to a man whose heart stopped... and after resuscitation he said: "You are an angel." And I thought: in life we meet for a reason. Sometimes we come to each other at the most critical moment to remind each other: life is fragile, and feelings are even ...

I love winter because it feels like a moment of magic. It’s a time when all wishes seem possible. When you close your eyes, make a wish, and watch the snowflakes fall, it’s like the world holds its breath, waiting for miracles.

Winter is not just a season; it’s a special fragment of time — a pause where you become a dreamer again. You believe in wonders and endless possibilities. The cold air sharpens your senses and calms your mind.

Every snowflake is unique, just like every hope in our heart...

Today I realized again that the heart can beat in different ways. Sometimes - evenly and calmly, when everything is good. Sometimes - quickly and confusedly, when you see the eyes of your loved one. But there is a third rhythm - the one I hear on ambulance calls, when someone is fighting for life.

At such moments, everything unnecessary disappears. There is no fatigue, no time for doubts. There is only a person who needs help, and you - the one who can give it. Every second is worth its weight ...

Sometimes, I truly feel like a child again. There’s something deeply comforting and magical about swinging on a swing — the way the wind touches my face, the rhythm of the motion, and the brief feeling that I’m flying. In those moments, it’s as if time pauses. I forget about bills, responsibilities, deadlines... and I simply am. Carefree, light, happy.
The same happens when someone gives me a small, cute gift — something soft, sweet, or silly. It might be tiny, but it brings an enormous smile to...