I have never written a post in this blog for the last three years. The truth is, I feel kind of lost. After the pandemic, everything in my life resets, except my age. Time is not, maybe never, on my side. And yet, everyone around me changes, they grow up. Babies turn to children, children turn to teenager. Now, my daughter has changed the color of her uniform. I always see my daughter and my son as two branches of myself, and also their mother. They inherit some of my traits, and also my anomalies. My daughter is a quiet, sometimes extremely quiet person. Born in a very different period than their parents, it's very challenging to get to their mind. But sometimes, life surprises you when one day we find that she does some art activities such as writing diaries (also an online blog!) and drawing comics. From the outside, she never shows any attention to anything but her gadgets or her fondness of anime. She also expresses her surprise that I also wrote online blogs. Guess that nature always find its way after all.
