How do I begin?
Do I talk about my birth town? Or my home town?
Or do you want to know how I like my avocados and what I put in my masala chai?
Sometimes people are curious about my state of origin.
Sometimes they want to know where I bought my boots from.
I am my father’s daughter.
My mother’s rebel.
I am my husband’s love.
My son’s chuckle.
I am a friend to my clients.
A piece of work to my sisters.
I am to me, yet unknown.
A designer at first.
Then a business woman heeling it up (because I could never suit it up).
Then I became a mum and my whole world turned upside down and for once, it was the right way round.
For once in my life.
I could do. What I really, truly, deeply, innately wanted to do.
Something I had been doing since high school.
Write.
So for now?
I’m a writer who adores her family,
wants to pour colours all day,
seek new places within the same places,
and find a space to pause and
literally, make life a little more awesome everyday.
Louise Jones
I love love your Instagram and your blog. We’re facebook friends but I disabled Facebook a long time ago (I follow on instagram because it said it was FB friends) and I too am a first time mum to a 10.5mth old daughter! I love reading your words, your honesty is amazing and your photos speak volumes.
Being a mum is the most rewarding job in the world but it’s also the toughest. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and your precious priceless moments.
karishma
Thanks so much! The internet is such a funny place, most of the time you feel like no one is listening and you don’t know if what you’re saying really means anything. So THANK YOU. xx K