Hello, dear Danny.

Hello, dear Danny. Thank you for your letter. I was happy to see your letter. I'm very happy to write you my reply. It makes me very happy. I'm glad that we're building our connection and have met. Thank you for your photos. I was happy to see them. I received your ID card, and I'm very pleased to see it. Thank you for such a photo. It's very nice to receive it. But your videos aren't reaching me. I'd be happy if you sent them to me again. I'd be very happy to see them. I'd also be happy to see photos of your kitchen from your childhood. I'd be very happy to see them, dear. And I'd also be very happy to see your yoga video. I'm sure it's wonderful. I hope that in the next video I'll see your videos and new photos. It will make me incredibly happy. Danny, you wrote about the heart being like a drum in a thunderstorm... Something inside me fluttered from those words. I love thunderstorms—not just as a natural phenomenon, but also as a metaphor—something strong, powerful, and purifying. I feel you the same way: as a force that burst into my life unexpectedly and brilliantly. I'm happy we met and happy to build a connection with you. Danny, you're right—my roots are like ancient maps: the intertwining of German, Russian, Latvian, and Bulgarian lines makes my family special, and I think it's from such winds and rains that a global soul is born. Sometimes I feel like a tree, with one branch reaching out to the Volga, another to the Baltic Sea, and a third to the steppes. But you know what's best? That someone like you saw music in all this, not chaos. Thank you for that. I really appreciate your words. Thank you for your words. I really appreciate them, and I'm pleased that you treat me with understanding. I'm touched by how you took my words about religion and fear. It's very personal, and I didn't expect anyone to understand more deeply than just hearing them. Yes, I grew up in an environment where many things were explained "this is how it should be," and women were often silent—even when they cried. I was different. It was important for me to feel that love isn't about power, but about equality. You said this yourself in a wonderful way—and I realized: you are the one who won't be afraid of a woman's strength and, at the same time, will be strong and reliable yourself. This is truly worth it. I'm not saying that the Muslim religion is bad. I just don't understand it and don't support their attitude towards women. Thank you for understanding my opinion and supporting my dear. This is precisely why I don't want to build relationships with men from my country. I'm happy that you are a completely different man and that we are building our connection. I'm sure everything will be wonderful between us. The main things are sincerity and trust. By the way, I am an Orthodox Christian and believe in God. My parents are also Orthodox, and I was baptized as a child. I also go to church whenever possible. I hope this won't be a problem for you, my dear. And what about "moral duty" in Houston? It sounds almost like a joke to me, if it weren't so serious. I sympathize with your cousin—neighbors can be so... unpredictable! I imagine you observing all this from a distance, with the same keen mind that reads my stories. You have a knack for grasping the essence—and I think that's another thing that connects us. Regarding the thermos and baursaks—I'll be honest: now I'm dreaming of that hike! Your baursaks, with their memories of your mother, sound like a magical treat. I didn't even expect you to know this dish, and that's wonderful. It's amazing how our childhood tastes can coincide, even though we grew up on different continents. And yes, I'll give you a thermos. I'm already dreaming of going on hikes together. It will be wonderful. Danny, about the marathon. I can't even imagine how much inner strength and tenacity it takes to get through these 42 kilometers. A small thunderstorm in my head, a rainbow from the bridge—you described it so poetically that it gave me goosebumps. Perhaps in moments like these, a person rediscovers themselves, right? I think you're one of those people who doesn't run away from themselves, but runs towards them. I'd be very happy to see a video from this marathon. I'm sure it's beautiful and shows your perseverance in all its glory. Danny, you asked about my favorite hiking spot. There are several, but one is especially dear to my heart—the area around where I live. There are fairytale forests, silence, lakes embraced by rocks. Sometimes, if you go there early in the morning, you can hear the earth breathing—really! You stand there, and it seems as if the whole world has stopped, listening to your thoughts. That's where I would take you. We would walk silently among the pines, with a thermos warming our hands and baursaks warming our souls. I believe we will definitely get there, my dear. It will be wonderful. We will definitely get there. All the most beautiful places are connected to my area, and I sent you photos of my favorite places in my letters. I'm sure you liked them. As for Dokuchayevo... It's the small village where I live, and I'm glad you want to see my area. As I already said, my house. I've already sent you photos of my area, and when the opportunity arises, I'll send you pictures of my house. I'd be happy to show you more of my area. I'd also be happy to see photos of yours. I'm sure this will bring us even closer, and it will be wonderful. I really want that, my dear. And as for your idea of ​​a visit... I want to believe that we can meet in the near future. I like you very much, and I want to continue getting to know you and build our connection more and more day by day. I believe we will build a wonderful connection and have feelings for each other and meet. I believe we will get there in the near future and be happy together. The main thing is to take it step by step, without rushing. I hope you understand me on this. I am confident that everything will work out for us. In my last letter, I told you about my circle of friends. I thought you'd be interested to learn about the people closest to me. I have a friend, Alina, with whom I've been friends since childhood. I can call her my most loyal friend. She's like a sister to me. It's a strong friendship, time-tested, and they're always there to support me. She's already married and has two children. She always worries about me and dreams of me finally finding happiness. Danny, now I'll tell you a little about my parents. They met when they were very young. My mother, like my father, came to Kazakhstan for work. One day, they met and never parted. Perhaps that's true love... My parents are now retired and live in the neighboring village of Severnoye, about 12 kilometers from me. My mother's name is Elena. She is a very kind, sincere, and caring woman! Now she takes care of the housework, and her hobby is drawing. My mother has always been a creative person. :) My father's name is Vladimir. My father loves fishing, and several times a year we go to the river together. It's a special time for us, which I cherish very much. I'm incredibly grateful to my parents for everything! My parents live on their own pensions now, but I help them out. I'm sending you a photo with my parents and a video taken last summer. I went to visit them. I'd be happy if you could tell me about your parents. As you know, I'd really like to do more than just write letters and dream of talking to you on the phone. I think that would make our communication more real. I'm really looking forward to my phone being repaired. But you must understand that I live in a small village with very poor internet. We don't even have an internet tower, and the signal is very weak. The kids here climb trees looking for internet, but they're usually just disappointed. But there's Wi-Fi at my work, and I can connect to it. I have a favor to ask of you. Write me your phone number so I can try calling you or finding you on Messenger in the future. What do you think about that? By the way, while my old smartphone is being repaired, I temporarily put my SIM card in a regular push-button phone. If you write me your number, I'll try sending you a text message. Or even calling you. Even though it will be expensive. It seems I've written too much again. Sorry if that's the case. Let's agree not to hide anything from each other. I've already asked you about this, but I want to repeat it. Let's always tell each other the truth. This is very important to me. I hope you'll understand. I'm ending my letter and will eagerly await your reply. Warm regards, Kristina.