Hello to everyone who reads my blog!✨🎄😄

Yesterday I was talking about my 2022, which I met with my family. It was a very difficult year for me, my family and most Ukrainians.
It was a year of significant events, difficult and important decisions. And decisions need to be made to this day.

What were the last 7 months of my life. I had to admit that now I don't have a home, my favorite job, my favorite animals. There are no more important places with which important events of my life were connected, there are no friends of mine.
Who am I? I am a migrant, like most Ukrainians. But now I'm going to talk about myself.

All the clothes that are in this photo, they are not mine. My closet burned down in Mariupol. The makeup was done by close friends whom I met in Germany.
In my previous life, I turned up my nose and said that I would not wear winter jackets for more than one season, and in my new life I unpacked a box that my mother sent. With shaking hands and burrowed into the folds of my clothes, which she found in her apartment. My things smelled like home.
You have no idea what it means to hear the fragrance of the past that no longer exists.
I don't want pity right now, it's a part of life that needs to be accepted. I will not forget her, I appreciate every moment I spent in Mariupol since the beginning of the war, it was a whole month.
This month has taught me a lot. And what I experienced afterwards is also a special time, it's a new chapter.
What do they say in the books? Start life with a clean slate. My sheet is actually clean. And I will begin my story.

I met the year 2023 surrounded by people who have become very close to me in a very short period of time.

They gave me my portrait. And you know what? He made me cry.
They gave it to me with the words: "Even in a solar eclipse, you see with your heart. It is the best reference point.
Only the heart is vigilant.
Pisces, it's just thoughts passing by you. Finally, it's all the same on them! But they swim beautifully." 😄🤍

We cooked lobsters, New Year's salad (which is loved in Ukraine "Herring under a fur coat"), pork neck roll and champagne. It's simple, but it was beautiful.

And at 00:00, firecrackers began to be launched all over the city. They looked like flowers from the lights that grew between the houses. It was beautiful.

But it wasn't just the portrait that made me cry. There was another very special gift that will start my new story in Germany. This is a special box.

I was told to open it, and there! A lot of cartridges for tattoo machines. I was told to look more carefully.
I started getting everything out, found a bottle of paint, a water bottle, vaseline, paint caps, special bandages to wrap the tattoo machine. And she was down there!

A special box with a zipper!

There was a tattoo machine! I wanted her! I ordered it before the war, but the war broke out and I had to say goodbye to this dream.

I will start studying on artificial leather and will spread my height. This is a new chapter in my life and a rebirth as an artist.

Some photos of the city were taken from the group:

https://instagram.com/meinbielefeld?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

Have a good year 2023 to all! 🤗🥂✨