The holidays are over, and as much as I loved the festive chaos—the twinkling lights, the warm gatherings, and the endless indulgence—there’s something comforting about the quiet that follows. The house feels calmer, stripped of its glitter and garlands, but that blank slate feels... promising.
The start of a new year always carries a mix of emotions for me. There’s the nostalgia for what’s passed, the relief of letting go of certain struggles, and the cautious hope for what’s ahead. This year, my word is release. It’s my mantra for everything I want to achieve: letting go of what no longer serves me, embracing a lighter way of living, and finding freedom in simplicity.
These first few days after the celebrations feel like the perfect time to reset. The hustle of life slows down for a moment, and I find myself drawn to routines that anchor me—organizing spaces, reflecting on goals, and preparing myself mentally and physically for the year ahead.
