Hell dear friend, it’s been a while.

In my defense, in between the pandemic, giving birth and poor exporting skills- I have lost the poor 5-10 blog entries I have written in the last 4 years.

It might not sound like much but those were important years because that’s when I had given birth to North and those were messy times- times that I wish I wrote more about.

But that’s ok, life goes on and so must we.

Funnily enough, it’s not a resolution of mine to start blogging again but something in me, like instinct, brought me back here. It’s almost like my body has been programmed to sit in front of a keyboard on New Year’s Eve and just…write. And so that’s what I’m doing tonight.

Paolo is sick, North is asleep (either that or they’re telling bedtime stories 😍), the dishwasher is running and I am sitting down with a bottle of stale wine.

We weren’t supposed to be home tonight but plans changed and honestly, I’m not even mad about it. Actually, a lot of things didn’t go as planned today but I am at peace with it all and that’s huge coming from type A Issa.

So here I am, again. 21 years later still doing the same familiar things. I couldn’t be happier

Happy New Year,

Issa ♡