Here we are , 2026. And here I am too, writing my first blog post after what turned into almost a full year away.
After a few scattered posts early last year, I quietly stepped back. Not because I stopped loving blogging, but because somewhere along the way, the spark I once felt needed time to breathe again. Over the past year, that passion has slowly found its way back to me, and I’m choosing to believe that this, finally is my year to reconnect with it.
Before diving forward, can we talk about how the last four weeks of 2025 disappeared? I genuinely blinked and missed it. December came, December went, and it left behind that familiar post-holiday melancholy I never quite know what to do with.
I am such a Christmas girl. Always have been. I embraced everything December had to offer the Christmas markets, the festive plans, the cosy moments, and a little magical trip to Cologne that felt straight out of a snow globe. It was full, joyful, and exactly what I needed.
And yet, even though I didn’t waste a second of the festive month, I still woke up on Christmas morning with that quiet sadness the realisation that all the hope, anticipation, and magic had already peaked. The decorations would come down, routines would return, and the world would slowly lose its twinkle.
Maybe that feeling is part of growing up. Or maybe it’s just a reminder of how deeply I feel things, seasons, moments, phases of life.
Somewhere between Christmas and New Year, I should probably acknowledge that my eating habits fully reflected the festive chaos. I’ve been living like I was on an all-inclusive holiday, minus the wristband and questionable buffet timings. January may be calling for a vegetable… or at least a glass of water.
New Year’s Eve itself was a quiet one for me this year. No big plans or loud countdowns, just time spent with Luke’s family, together, reflecting. As midnight approached, we raised a simple toast in honour of Luke’s sister, Mel. It felt calm, grounding, and quietly meaningful.
In reflection this post isn’t about big resolutions or dramatic promises. It’s simply me showing up again. Writing because I missed it. Sharing because it feels right. And easing back into this space with a little more intention, honesty, and grace than before.
Here’s to 2026, a fresh chapter, a softer pace, and finding joy not just in the magical moments, but in the ordinary ones too.
I’m really glad to be back.
Here’s to 2026
Lisa xxx
