Life got busy, but I’m back. Reflecting on summer memories, work, family, and how therapy and small pauses help me return to my blog.

She was excited, I was holding back tears. A raw reflection on what it feels like to drop off your child at summer camp — and come home to silence.

From Corporate Fabi to Hippie Fabi in Oaxaca, I sometimes daydream about the lives I never lived. But this one — messy, loud, and mine — is the one I chose.