The first sentence after a long break on the blog is always hard, so I am going to just get that out of the way. Done! I hope everyone enjoyed a wonderful Christmas, to be truly honest I don’t feel is quite over yet, perhaps it has to to with all this snowing (yeeey!!!) that’s going on.
I don’t know about you but I dream of snow, like I always do around this time of the year. I miss waking up to see everything painted white, and I miss watching those fluffy snowflakes dance their way down from the sky. I miss snow, but I’ll have to admit I quite enjoy this mild winter.
Change. It creeps upon you when you least expect it, while you’re sleeping, while you’re laughing your problems away, while you’re having the best time of your life. And without you even knowing it, you wake up to be a different person. You wake up to be excited about the cold when you were a summer’s person, to enjoy your coffee just a tiny less sweeter when you were all about the sugar, to crave that oversized coat when you promised yourself you will never go for the slouchy.
Picking up where you left off can be both easy, and a little bit hard at times. I hope you’re all doing well, I’ve missed my little space and all of you, so, so much.
I’m not a morning person, but I do love the idea of starting the day as early as possible. It’s knowing I have hours and hours ahead of me, enough to work, cross off everything on my to-do-list and be left with some time for myself that makes it worth it to get out of a bed that’s still warm, where Puss and hubby are deep asleep, and step into a room that grew cold over night.
When I think about my childhood, about my mom coming back from work after a long, tiring day, I always remember her carrying a bouquet of flowers in hand, and a small treat for me in her purse. She loves flowers, of all kinds, all shapes, all colors, I remember there were weeks when every room had its own little floral arrangement. It doesn’t come as a surprise that I took after her.
I believe in individuality, in respect, in kindness, in choosing happiness, always. I don’t believe in forcing my faith, my feelings or projecting my convictions onto somebody else, just because I can. When it comes to fashion, I believe the only way to grow is through trial and error. I love how we all flourish into very distinct personalities, sharing some beliefs, but walking such distinct paths.