“How do you do it all? Where do you find the energy?”

I hear this often — and sometimes I ask myself the same. Then I remember: strength comes from the roots. My mother taught me resilience and self-respect; my father — curiosity and the art of finding beauty in knowledge, people, and the world itself.

The last few years changed the rhythm of life for everyone. There was fear, loss, and uncertainty. Yet instead of shaking my beliefs, they anchored them deeper. True values don’t move with the wind — they hold us steady when everything else does.

When I received the title Mrs. Estonia Classique, it didn’t feel like a finish line, but an opening. A reminder that visibility is a responsibility. Beauty alone doesn’t change the world — kindness does. It gives courage a softer face, turns empathy into power, and teaches us that grace can be stronger than pride.

That same belief led me into public service — not as a politician, but as a mother and grandmother who cares about what kind of country her family will inherit. I often think about the world our children are growing into: what they’ll learn, what they’ll believe in, and how freely they’ll be able to express who they are.

Our youth is our greatest treasure — bright, questioning, and full of potential. Yet I sometimes sense how hard it is for many young people to keep their inner voice alive in a system that often asks them to fit in before they’ve even learned who they are. Culture, language, and memory shape identity — they are threads that quietly hold people together. When those threads stay unbroken, society breathes more freely.

For me, the essence of Estonia is its blend — modern, proud, and rich in spirit. Our beauty lies in the harmony of differences, in the way we carry our heritage into the future without turning it into a wall.