In the run-up to New Year’s Eve, the family is sinking into an atmosphere of waiting and caring. A party table with love fills the house with warmth. My father brings the tree, the winter fairy tale my son dreamed of. But when they start dressing her up, the light goes out, and the room goes into the thick dark.

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That’s the moment Mom shows up. She lights a candle, and time stops waiting for a miracle. The light from the flame moves, filling the room and rejuvenating it like a magical living organism. For me, New Year will not be complete without maternal strength. It awakens the light within us, making the festival holistic. Under the light of the candle, the family is regaining harmony, and the New Year is not just a celebration, but a symbol of love and care that warms hearts.