Coming Back — and Why This Time Feels Different

There’s something both embarrassing and completely human about writing a “I’m back” blog post.

If you’ve followed Cameia for a while, you’ve seen a few of them. And here I am again. But this time feels different — and I think I finally understand why.

For years this blog was about our family. The kids growing up, Christmas trips, summers on Vätö, everyday moments I didn’t want to forget. And I’m so glad I documented some of it. But somewhere along the way, when life got busy and the kids got older, I lost the thread.

I kept waiting to have something worth writing about. Something big enough, beautiful enough, finished enough to share. And when those moments came, I just didn’t have the practice of running a memory blog anymore and the beautiful moments never made it to the blog. 

The tricky part is life that the beautiful moments shows up in between the small everyday moments, and if you don’t have the practice to reflect the small things, the big things will blur away. 

What I want now is simpler. I want a place to document the things that make me feel most like myself. Not the sandwich I have for breakfast, but the things that are true to my self. The sketchbook I bring on every trip but don’t always open. The garden that surprises me every spring. The books piling up on my nightstand. The piano I play badly and happily. The photos I take because something caught my eye. The slow mornings with tea that I want to remember.

None of it is perfect. All of it is mine.

This moodboard I made sums it up better than words — quiet corners, open notebooks, dirt under fingernails, watercolours bleeding into the page, light coming through trees. A life lived with curiosity rather than perfection. 

I want this blog to keep me accountable for showing up for my self and filling my moments with the simple things that brings my joy and happiness.

So Cameia is back. A little older, a little clearer about what it wants to be.

I will not share my best tips of how you can do what I do, but I will share the moments that keeps me going, the small things that define the story and hopefully it will motivate to show up for your self as well. 

I’m glad you’re here for this next chapter.

Anna Rose