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Happy New Year! Which means another 365 days with my son, husband, and writing!

Happy New YearWhile many were out celebrating last night, and toasting with champagne, we stayed in and shared a glass of Malbec. We didn’t even see the ball drop. (Honestly, the countdown gives me a great deal of anxiety.) It’s no secret. We pushed our over exhausted bodies to stay up. Therefore, we laid in our sofa with our legs crossing each other, gave a deep and long exhale, and turned to our most reliable companion, Netflix! We haven’t slept! It just felt nice to lay down without a sense of urgency.

I want to thank everyone for sharing this journey with me! I loved reading all your thoughtful and moving comments, whether it was via e-mail, text messages, or on the blog. A very special thank you to my Aunt Belkys  whose thoughts inspire me. It was wonderful and fun connecting with all of you! Hope you stay with me on my next series for some more adventures, as I have a lot of new ideas for 2015! (Spoiler alert!) Recipes? Beauty? Marriage? What would you like to see me write about? Also! I will be making some changes to the blog. Stay tuned!

And here is a small recap of this past year for me.


These are the best moments of my life.

These are the best moments of my life.

On his way to his first birthday party

On his way to his first birthday party

Silky hair and a yummy scent. I can't get enough. Can you tell?

Silky hair and a yummy scent. I can’t get enough. Can you tell?


Cause I'm cool like dat.

Cause I’m cool like dat.

This is one of my favorite pictures of Ishaan. He had the rosiest cheeks when he was born. Hence his nickname, "Rosy cheeks."

This is one of my favorite pictures of Ishaan. He had the rosiest cheeks when he was born. Hence his nickname, “Rosy cheeks.”


This post received the most views this year, tallying up to 114 in one day. My thoughts on the stigma of being a mama’s boy.

As a mom, I don’t have time to read. However, I started this book and had to put it down for a while. It has wise words which are very poignant indeed. It’s one I suggest to every parent. Reminds us to slow down and smell the roses. And I am almost done with this book for you hardcore feminists! (By the way! This came as a surprise to me, but! –she’s getting married! Cheers to her and love.) Definitely reading thereafter one of my favorite authors, Jhumpa Lahiri. (Last I heard, she too lives in Brooklyn) The only books I read this year was this one, this one, and this one. Surprised?

I didn’t really have the time (again…surprise! surprise!) to listen to music this year, but the very rare times I did, I fell in love with two songs which I jammed to frequently. Pink’s, Just Give Me A Reason and Bruno Mars’  When I Was Your Man.

Most of you who know me may remember that I am a documentary junkie. Though nothing tops my two favorite of all time, Bhutto and Blackfish (Ishaan will have to understand why we won’t ever visit a seaquarium) Here are this year’s favorites. Jiro Dreams of Sushi  and SOMM.  I highly recommend both.


My favorite recipe was kale and black beans. Filled with antioxidants and protein for you vegan lovers!

Bodice lace jumpsuitWhat was my wardrobe obsession? Jumpsuits! I like the versatility of it. You can dress it up or wear it casually.

I cut my hair! My long, very long hair. It was at the time a metaphor of everything that I felt at the moment. Out of with the old, in with the new sort of thing.

I came across this quote which I must concede that I felt a load off after reading this. It definitely mollified the pressure on striving to always be happy.

I actually attack the concept of happiness. The idea that—I don’t mind people being happy—but the idea that everything we do is part of the pursuit of happiness seems to me a really dangerous idea and has led to a contemporary disease in Western society, which is fear of sadness. It’s a really odd thing that we’re now seeing people saying “write down three things that made you happy today before you go to sleep” and “cheer up” and “happiness is our birthright” and so on. We’re kind of teaching our kids that happiness is the default position. It’s rubbish. Wholeness is what we ought to be striving for and part of that is sadness, disappointment, frustration, failure; all of those things which make us who we are. Happiness and victory and fulfillment are nice little things that also happen to us, but they don’t teach us much. Everyone says we grow through pain and then as soon as they experience pain they say, “Quick! Move on! Cheer up!” I’d like just for a year to have a moratorium on the word “happiness” and to replace it with the word “wholeness.” Ask yourself, “Is this contributing to my wholeness?” and if you’re having a bad day, it is. – Hugh Mackay

And with that, I am staying away from the ultimate list of New Year’s resolutions. I make that list only to let myself down, as I never actually realize any of my goals. Except, have hope! Hence, I’m starting the new year the way I want to greet every day, with a breath of fresh air, Ishaan and my husband.

Again, deeply grateful to all my followers! I am looking forward to more conversations this year. My very best to all.

Happy New Year!

On another note: Don’t forget to mulch your Christmas trees! There are several locations in NYC, or you can leave it on the curb starting January 5th and the DOS will pick it up. You can also take it to one of the MulchFest Locations.



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  • Belkys

    Great article – Cool pics – Just write about whatever has inspired you that day. It’s all good, even the darker times. Others can learn from it as well as relate to it. Thanks for the shout out.

    January 1, 2015 at 1:28 pm Reply
  • Sasha Azize

    I love everything about you!! your writing is MAGIC!!!!! I think we are long lost soul mates!!! xOxO

    January 16, 2015 at 9:21 pm Reply
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