La Femme Curiosita

Tag: writing

  • A Season Of Change

    Hi, it’s been some time since I last shared an update – JUNE in fact and so much has happened.

    After spending fourteen years at my last company, it’s been strangely freeing to realize I can begin somewhere else and that not everything needs to be permanent. Being a temp has its own rhythm; I’m part of the team but not entirely woven into the fabric, and there’s an awareness that this chapter will end. I’m learning to sit with that instead of clinging to the illusion of stability.

    I also moved. I spent the last four years living alone in my apartment, which was an experience I am utterly grateful for. It was a period of quiet independence and learning how to fill my own space. Saying goodbye felt bittersweet, but stepping into something new feels right like I’ve outgrown the version of myself who needed that cocoon.

    And then, Portugal. We went for a wedding, and it turned out to be everything I hoped for. The food, the cliffs, the energy! Even the drive down south was its own memory of long open roads and this sense of calm I haven’t experienced on European roads before. (I didn’t drive, but still.) There’s a whole separate post coming for that trip.

    What ties all of this together is that everything in my life feels like it’s in motion .. my work, my home, even the places I’m drawn to. Change used to scare me, but lately it feels like the only way forward.

    A few other noteworthy things lately:

    I’ve been practicing watercolor again, and the lemons below actually made me smile, they were the first ones that felt like talent on the page.

    My mom made homemade mozzarella, and of course she made it look effortless. It’s simpler than I expected, and now I’m convinced I need to try it myself.

    I finally went to Oysterfest. Not life-changing, but it was a fun afternoon and I’m glad I experienced it.

    Tried a Georgian restaurant in the city& absolutely going back. The flavors were so different from anything I usually eat.

    Took myself to Sugarfish because sometimes a solo sushi date is necessary. It never disappoints.

    And I have to say… I might be at my culinary peak when it comes to breakfast. That egg taco? Top-tier. Honestly proud of it.

    And that’s a wrap for now.

    December always feels a little enchanted, maybe it’s just NYC being magical this time of year. With all the change lately, I’m realizing there’s probably more ahead for me than I expected, and that I can actually handle it.

    Ciao xo

  • When Life Pushes You

    It’s been longer than I’d like to admit since I last posted. In April, I was part of a layoff – something I always knew could happen but felt safely out of reach. When it finally did, it left me feeling unmoored, uncertain, and honestly, a little frozen ..

    Since then, I’ve been applying to roles, trying to stay curious, and deepening my creativity by working through The Artist’s Way. It’s not always easy – I’ve hit some resistance, which the book says is normal, but that doesn’t make it feel any less frustrating.

    One thing that’s helped me reconnect with inspiration is art (thanks to the book). I recently spent an afternoon at the Met, letting myself wander without a plan. There’s something grounding about being surrounded by so much history and creativity.

    Here are a few things that touched me:

    One thing I keep returning to: if you don’t make a change, life will often do it for you. I know I tend to hesitate when something feels unfamiliar or uncomfortable. Discomfort makes my whole body tense, like when I spot a bug and instantly feel a wave of tingles. It’s irrational, but powerful. Still, I’ve realized the only way to move through that discomfort is to stop avoiding it.

    I’m still in the thick of things, but I’m choosing to show up – discomfort, resistance, and all. Maybe this is what growth actually looks like: a little messy, a little scary, but deeply human.

    Strangely enough, this unexpected time off has also created space for something I’ve been putting off: getting my Italian citizenship paperwork in order. It’s a process I’ve wanted to tackle for years but always felt too busy to manage. Losing my job gave me the gift of time and urgency – and also an appointment with the consulate!

    If you’re going through a season of change, I see you. We don’t always get to choose the timing, but we can choose how we respond.