The May Edit: On Coming Back

Okay. Hi. I’ve missed you.

I’m not going to pretend the last two months didn’t happen, because they very much did, and I am a terrible liar anyway. But sometimes, there’s a particular kind of quiet that settles over you when life asks too much all at once. Not a bad quiet you’ve once read over here. Not the kind that scares you. Just the kind that says:

not yet. wait. breathe.

And here’s what happened in it:

I finished my first full year navigating a full-time job, learning what it means to really multi-task with Hey Maca and still be a present mom at pickup. I started (finally, finally) finishing my home reno that’s been living half-done on my walls for 18 months.

I kept up with Nico and Oli, who are growing so fast it genuinely feels like a time-lapse I can’t pause (they are somehow bigger every single morning, please stop this). I sat with my anxiety and grief, which I treat like an annoying houseguest but somehow I’ve learned to negotiate with on the days it showed up loud, and I let it.

And on April 10th, one year since my dad passed. Un año, papito.

I’ve been sitting with all of that. Not writing about it, just living it. Which, if you’ve been reading Hey Maca for years now, you know is sometimes what this space needs too. A little room to breathe before the words arrive.

But here’s the thing about this place: I always come back. I’ve been coming back since July 2012. It’s less a website and more a home I’ve been building and rebuilding, room by room, year by year. And right now, the door is open again. Fourteen years of that, by the way. Catorce. I genuinely had to count twice.

So here’s what’s on the table for the months ahead (literally and figuratively, because my dining table is finally getting a moment in the renovation).

More place guides. More DIYs. Inspiring fashion. Tiny food. And a July anniversary that I have approximately fourteen years worth of feelings and stories about.

Thanks for waiting.

It means everything.