You know how life races ahead sometimes and suddenly you realize that you can’t quite keep up? How you loose track and focus? It happens. It happens to me to. I have been awfully quiet for a while because I needed to really listen to the silence in between. I needed to enjoy the gaps, the cracks and the empty spaces in the routine that was my day-to-day-life. I celebrated Christmas, New-years and my fortieth birthday. And I enjoyed it all because I remembered to pull the breaks in time. And now I’m sort of getting up to speed again. Starting today I will be a more frequent hostess here. A better hostess. And a more present hostess.
On new years eve I made this family portrait with the help of my bedazzled father who didn’t get the point at first (I can’t get both your legs AND your feet at this distance) with a silent nod to my friend Tif (aka Dottie Angel) who has been standing on many a stool for headless shots and to my friend Graca Paz for the obvious shared passion for pink. We stood there, the girls and I, on a freezing patio deck, laughing and hugging and having a ball and I thought silently, happy and a bit nervous to take on the challenge: “this is my year…..”
I’ll do my best. I am doing my best. And I think I have re-discovered what matters the most to me. So hang on, it’ll be fun and colourful. I promise!