Home is so sacred now.

It’s been 3 weeks since we came home from Italy. It’s actually the 1st time - where we haven’t just moved countries & worked nomadically. We did a year in 2022, 8 cities.

Our home space, the one I decked out this past year is sacred. And I finally get it. It’s the little basic things in our everyday that are so special, they serve us with joy but we don’t even think about how grateful we are to it because we have access to it. 

It’s the Its the way my duvet feels on my skin, how mad cozy it feels to snuggle up into our bed, how the natural light hits into our space and lights up my mood - even how I just don’t get allergies in my home.

I believe that home wasn’t always this meaning for me which is why it was hard to curate, I either always felt like I didn’t belong or I had a head full of ambitions I was just eager to work on. 

There’s a new feeling of ease now that I think about. 

Every little corner of our home feels like our own. We furnished it entirely ourselves so each piece and each plant (even the dead ones) have a little story or experience now.

Like my standing desk, whiteboard, blackboard and fridge magnet whiteboards - will my obsession stop? I think we have enough. 

I admit I’ve given up on plant mom life - but the science of trying to propagate plants was a little fun for a while. Still need help in this area of not killing the plants we have. 

Even from a silly sharing on my stories that I’m going to manifest a BBQ for this tiny balcony & our friend Jay actually DM’s me with one and a huge monitor to take as he leaves Mexico City. It stemmed a great friendship I really value now. 

And to pieces like our beautiful couch. Well once was. Now this part of the story might sound silly. 

But it’s the first time we ever invested in a centerpiece, the main hero item of the entire space you could say. A beautiful custom modular cream linen West Elm couch. I can’t tell you how happy this made Jay & I, it represents us actually settling & committing to a life that’s not nomadic. 

It also comes with a high price tag  because 1 - it’s a fabulous, 2 - comfy AF with its duck down feather linen lining which is stain resistant. Point is we love this couch. & it is not one from Ikea. 

While we were away we had someone cat sitting & house sitting for us, we figured it would make Harina feel comfortable without taking her out of her space.

Unfortunately in our last week in Italy, we were told that they had gotten drunk and smoked a cigarette inside on the couch, right next to where the balcony is, & burnt a fucking hole in the middle of this couch. LOL 

I can’t even begin to explain how not cool that is. The sheer disrespect for our space, the damage left. (The timing was interesting too.)

But now we realize how sacred home is to us. In no way does anyone expect to come back to that kinda experience. I would have preferred to sent Harina to the cat sitter & let the cleaner sort the plants out. Who mentioned the house was a complete mess when she finally came in, even tho we had left her 2 rounds of visits. He had never arranged with her to come by. 

It took us over a week to get it cleaned up and the cost for the repair (if we are even able to find the same material) is looking above $500 not including the hassle & need to import the material in from the US. 

I want to remember this to truly appreciate how sacred our home feels to us now. 

How important it feels to have our space be treated with the same kind of love that we get to enjoy in it every day. 

Part of my nature, my nomadic mind wanders often and falls into the trap of thinking, is there better options, what if we tried finding bigger, better, oh we want a veggie garden outside. These thoughts loop in for me because it’s part of how I’ve lived for the last 10 years. Always moving from lease to lease. Even in London, I remember that 1 year lease, that ended up being 6 because of the flooding. I’ve just never really felt like home. 

Until now. 

It’s so special and it might sound silly but to the digital nomads or those who are curious to create a base, that truly feels safe, it’s totally worth it. It adds a warmth & sense of belonging. 

I get it now. And despite wherever we might move to next - I will always appreciate this feeling. I’m grateful I get to nest in my wonderful comfy home & make incredible memories here now too.