Though I'm uncertain of your current whereabouts, during my time in Poland, the entire land was said to be under the sovereignty of the Snow Queen during winter. Now, residing in the Netherlands, I find myself missing those days. Yet, this year, a handful of winter days has unexpectedly thawed my heart, revealing the beauty of the season in any location. Snowflakes descending, ice cracking, the scent of frost, and the thrill of sledding — these memories have etched themselves into my heart. Witnessing Tilburg transform into a new realm of delight was truly enchanting. However, the dream of a white Christmas in the Netherlands remains in my heart, a hope I hold onto. And so, this is how I shall forever recall the winter of this century, a season that reminded me of the universal magic of snow and the joys it brings.