On November 27, the snow fell. Before that, it had been 77 years since the town where I was born had not left a single piece of snow. Who can explain why the sky with a temperature of 7 degrees Celsius was covered with snow at the moment I was born, but I was left with a body temperature of only 7 degrees Celsius that night.
Perhaps, this is the biggest miracle in my life, maybe it is some kind of imprint.