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Six years. It seems like a short time when written down, but within those years fit entire versions of myself that only existed because Sofya was there.
Before her, everything was kind of dull, as if I were living without really feeling. And then she arrived, little by little, without making a sound, but changing everything. It wasn't all at once, it was in every conversation, in every word, in every act of care that I didn't even know I needed. She not only pulled me out of the darkness, she taught me to see the light. And, more than that, she introduced me to something greater: she introduced me to Jesus, in a living, true way that I could feel.
I remember our calls as if they were chapters of a story I never wanted to end. Every time the screen lit up and I saw her face, it felt like the world became lighter. There was nervousness, there was laughter, there was comfortable silence. There were moments when I didn't know what to say, but even so, everything was okay, because it was with her.
And there was the first "I love you." It wasn't just a phrase. It was a milestone. It was the moment when everything I had ever felt finally took shape. And after that, every "I love you" became a home.
Sofya wasn't just part of specific moments, she went through everything. Including gymnastics. On difficult days, in pain, in insecurities, she was the one who reminded me to keep going. Who made me believe I was capable, even when I doubted myself. Every achievement of mine has a piece of her in it, because she never let me give up.
It's six years of memories that can't be put into words. Of encounters through screens that seemed too real to be just digital. Of learning, faith, strength, and love.
And if I had to summarize all of this, I would say this: I love Sofya to Mercury and back. And even that still seems small compared to what I feel.
Because she didn't just change my life.
She's part of who I am. 💛
@sofyaplotnikova 💛
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