About Me

Hi, I’m Melisa, but you can call me Meli.

I’m originally from Argentina, and I’m just a normal girl who somehow ended up living in Northern Europe after a big life plot twist. I moved to Europe years ago searching for something… I didn’t even know what. Maybe myself. Maybe peace. Maybe meaning.

Probably all of it. Over the years, I’ve lived in Denmark, Ireland, and Norway, and each place changed me in a different way. Moving countries, starting over, learning new languages, being far from my family, building a new life from scratch… it made me grow up fast, but it also opened my mind completely.

This little blog is where I share reflections — the way I see life, the things I’ve learned the hard way, the moments that made me stop and think, and the ideas that helped me feel more grounded and alive. It’s not a blog where I want to tell people how to live, or what’s right or wrong, or what they should do. I’m just sharing what helped me — and maybe some of it will resonate with you too.

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The question that changed everything

When I lived in Denmark, I remember asking myself something that sounds simple but hit me deep:

Why can’t I be happy all the time?

And that question led me to books, to therapy, to self-awareness, to mindfulness… and eventually to studying psychology. I finished my Bachelor’s degree in Psychology, and I loved it — not because I wanted a fancy title, but because I’ve always been obsessed with understanding the human mind. Like… why we think what we think, why we react the way we do, and why life can feel so heavy sometimes. For a long time, I did everything I was “supposed” to do to build a happy life… and still, something felt off. I remember one day looking at myself in the mirror and thinking:

“If I died tomorrow, could I honestly say I lived as myself?”

And the answer was a very clear no.

That moment didn’t magically fix everything, but it did wake me up. It was the beginning of my own little revolution: leaving autopilot behind and starting to choose my life more intentionally. After that, I started realizing how often I was living on autopilot. Trying to “do life correctly.” Chasing goals because you’re supposed to chase them. Trying to be productive, perfect, strong, successful… whatever that even means. But I always felt like there had to be more than that. And I think that’s where my own little rebellion started: waking up.

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Life is messy… and that’s kind of the point

Life isn’t always beautiful. It’s not all motivation quotes and good vibes (although I love being positive, and let’s be honest — some motivational quotes are simply amazing). I’ve had hard chapters. Big changes. Fears. Endings. Doubts. I’ve been far from home. I’ve had days where my mind felt too loud. And even when everything looks “fine” from the outside, sometimes it’s not.

But what I slowly learned is this: life becomes so much more meaningful when you stop living in your head all the time — stuck in the past or constantly worrying about the future — and you come back to right now. Not in a perfect Zen way… just in a human way. Because even if life is chaotic, even if there’s stress, even if things feel uncertain, you can still have a small moment of peace. A moment where you breathe, and you realize: I’m here. I’m okay. Right now, I’m safe.

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The small things became everything

Somewhere along the way I started noticing that the most simple things were the ones giving me the deepest kind of joy:

A quiet morning.

A warm coffee.

A walk outside with my husband and my dog Winnie.

A deep breath.

The sun shining on a cold winter day.

A smile from my daughter.

Nothing huge. Nothing “special”. But real. That’s what I mean by love, by the way. Not romantic love. Not perfection. Just… attention. Being here. Choosing what matters.

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And then I became a mom

Now I’m living a whole new chapter: I’m a mother to Liv, and honestly… she changed everything. She made me slower. Softer. More present. She reminds me what it feels like to experience the world with fresh eyes — like when she looks at something so simple (a leaf moving in the wind) and it’s like she’s seeing magic.

Motherhood also humbled me deeply. It’s love, it’s exhaustion, it’s messy, it’s beautiful… and it’s the most real thing I’ve ever lived.

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So this blog is simply that:

a space where I write honestly about being human, finding meaning, and coming back to yourself — one reflection at a time.

Thanks for being here.

Welcome to the revolution 🧡