The cold cuts to the bone. You are in the middle of nowhere, in a white, empty, endless world. You walk. You don't know exactly where to, but you continue. The snow falls, the wind strikes, and there you are, with someone beside you.

Look at this scene. Observe. Who are you here? The one wearing the heavy coat, holding the umbrella? Or the one walking naked, exposed to the ice? It's easy to choose, isn't it? The coat sounds more comfortable. But it's not always like that. Sometimes you are the one who protects, who gives, who carries the weight. Other times you are the one who trembles, who needs, who hopes the hand on your shoulder doesn't move away.

And you know what? It's okay to be either one. What's important is not the role you play. What matters is that you are not alone on this journey.

But think. How many times in your life were you the one with the umbrella? Holding everything to protect others, even though you are tired yourself. And, conversely, how many times were you the one who feels they have nothing to give? Walking in the snow, hoping someone doesn't let go of you, doesn't leave, doesn't abandon you.

This is not just an image. It's your life. It's everyone's life. A dance between the one who gives and the one who receives. Between the one who cares and the one who needs caring. And there you are, walking in this storm, sharing the cold, sharing the warmth.

And so I ask you: What are you now? The umbrella or the snow? The coat or the cold? The support or the one who needs it? Because it doesn't matter who you are today. Tomorrow, inevitably, you will be the other.