Not because the world suddenly became a utopia (wouldn’t that be something?), but because I haven’t read, scrolled, or tuned in to anything resembling news.
Instead, my headlines looked like this:

• The sun rose this morning. Thank God.
• Weather: kind of dry after lots of rain, alarm clock rang at precisely 7:30 a.m.
• No coffee — tea as usual.
• Local barefoot walker spotted in rare socks-and-shoes appearance. It was cold this morning.
• Toothbrushing completed successfully. Bathroom visit went according to plan.
• Children escorted to school without major incident.
• Caravan cleaned, surfaces gleaming. Yep, I’m still living in a van with 6 people. Mh, let me check… since 1131 days. Crazy right!?
• Kitchen reports high activity as food prepared for multiple hungry mouths.

Some might call that boring. I call it real life. And in the end, maybe the most uninteresting story is the one where nothing dramatic happens — and that’s exactly what makes it so beautiful.

Thanks for reading.

Love, Stefanie Anna