Author: Mimi

  • A Little Wild Close to Home

    I recently came across a saying that has stayed with me: “Do what you can, with what you’ve got, where you are.” At this stage of life, when so much is shifting, I find myself wondering how to live as fully as possible with the life I have right now. I haven’t figured it all out, but I’ve learned that getting outside always helps.

    I crave nature, and city living doesn’t quite satisfy that longing. So I make the most of what’s close to home. Near my apartment is a bird sanctuary, and the little path at its entrance lets me pretend, for a while, that I’m deep in a forest. Leaves blanket the ground, trees rise all around me, and I want to keep walking just to see what’s around the next bend.

    The leaf-covered forest path at the sanctuary entrance

    The sanctuary is open to the public from October 1 to April 1, and I love knowing the birds have a safe haven nearby even during the months it’s closed to us. When I can visit, I follow the boardwalk through the trees and stop whenever something catches my eye.

    A wooden boardwalk beneath the trees in the bird sanctuary

    This time it was the light filtering through the leaves, the tall grasses swaying, and a few flowers still holding on to their blooms. I took pictures, but I also let myself simply be there and take it all in.

    Bright pink flowers in the sunlight

    Just off the boardwalk, a little hidden path leads to a small beach where dogs and people alike come to enjoy the water.

    The sunlit stretch of the secret path approaching the beach
    A small sandy beach overlooking New York Harbor

    It isn’t the ocean, but the sound of the waves can carry me there all the same. Then I look up and see the New York City skyline and the Statue of Liberty across the harbor, and I’m reminded that I’m still in the city. Somehow, right here, I’ve found a place that gives me some of what I’ve been longing for.

    The Statue of Liberty across sparkling harbor water

    Being outside felt so good that I broke into a little jog. I’ve been trying to keep a promise to myself to exercise more, and that day I actually felt inspired to move. I jogged a bit, walked a bit, and paused for pictures along the way. Because I was enjoying myself, keeping that promise didn’t feel like a chore. It became part of the pleasure.

    As I get older, I want to pay closer attention to what makes me feel this way. So much changes at this point in life, and I don’t always know what’s coming next. But there are still things I want to do and places I want to see. I want to take care of myself so I can keep enjoying them, and I want to appreciate what’s already within reach along the way.

    I’ll always long for time in a forest or beside the ocean. Until I get there, I have this little path, a boardwalk, and a beach close to home. On this particular day, they gave me room to wander, a reason to move, and the simple joy of feeling good outdoors. That’s something I want more of in my life.

    Simple Ways to Find Your Joy

    Your joy might look different from mine. It could be music, flowers, baking with the kids, or an afternoon somewhere new. Here are a few simple things to try.

    • Play your favorite music and do a little dancing. You don’t need a partner or an occasion—just a song that makes you want to move.
    • Sit at an outdoor café and people-watch. Order something you enjoy and give yourself time to linger.
    • Read your favorite book on a park bench. Find a comfortable spot and spend some time with a story you love.
    • Buy yourself flowers, just because. Put them somewhere you’ll see them every day.
    • Go on a photo walk. Use your phone to capture whatever catches your eye—a flower, an interesting doorway, or sunlight through the trees.
    • Take a day trip that doesn’t require driving. Hop on a train, bus, or ferry and spend a few hours exploring somewhere new.
    • Have a craft day with your grandkids. Pick up some inexpensive paper, crayons, glue, and stickers, and see what you can create together.
    • Bake with the kids. Make cookies, cupcakes, or a family favorite together—and enjoy tasting what you’ve made.
    • Do a little gardening, indoors or out. Pot some herbs for your windowsill, plant flowers on your balcony, or spend an afternoon in the garden.
    • Spend time on your favorite hobby. Pull out your knitting, work on a puzzle, or pick up whatever you love doing just for the pleasure of it.

    What’s one little thing that brings you joy?

  • Herwilding: Reinventing Myself at 62

    Herwilding: Reinventing Myself at 62

    At 62, I’ve come to a rather wonderful realization: I’m still becoming.

    I’m not interested in returning to the woman I was at 30 or 40. I’m much more curious about the woman I can become now. That curiosity I’ve carried since my teenage years is still very much alive, only now I have the experience, perspective, and freedom to follow it on my own terms.

    I’m discovering how much I enjoy my independence, especially my slow mornings. There’s something delicious about sitting with a good cafecito, having nowhere in particular to rush off to, and wondering what the day might bring. I’m not quite living my dream life yet, but I’m learning to appreciate the freedom I already have.

    After years of stifling my creativity in the corporate world, baking for my own business feels like the ideal opposite of everything I left behind. My daughter and I are working toward opening our bakery and coffee shop. For now, I get to play at developing recipes inspired by Latin flavors and discover which ones people love through preorders and at our Sunday market.

    Getting the bakery off the ground has been an adventure in itself. We’ve faced unexpected challenges, changed plans, and had our patience tested more than once. But there’s something deeply satisfying about working toward a dream that’s ours. Along the way, I’m discovering just how resourceful I can be.

    I’m learning that freedom isn’t necessarily about not working. It’s about having more say in how I spend my time and what I choose to create.

    But the bakery is only part of the life I’m imagining. I want to become the strongest and healthiest version of myself, hike beautiful trails, and explore unfamiliar places. There’s still so much I want to experience.

    And then there’s Maisie, my spirited little Yorkie, who has her own ideas about how my days should unfold. She may be tiny, but her personality is anything but. Sometimes I wonder who’s actually running the household!

    I’m not entirely sure where this reinvention will lead, but I’m finding that discovering who I’m becoming is an adventure all its own.

    And that’s what Herwilding is about: baking experiments, Latin flavors, honest product discoveries, life with Maisie, and whatever else catches my curiosity along the way.

    My world doesn’t have to get smaller as I get older. I intend to make it bigger.

    Welcome to Herwilding. I’m glad you’re here!