Finding my way back to Stillness.

The Heart behind it all

There was a time—not too long ago—when I couldn’t remember what I loved to do.

Not what I was good at. Not what others needed from me.

But what brought me joy—what made me feel like me.

For years, I was always in motion. I moved from Venezuela to Dubai, then across the U.S.—from San Francisco to Miami—before settling in Concord, Massachusetts in 2018. I built a life in places where I once knew no one. I raised children. I worked nonstop. I carried a lot—quietly and consistently.

But somewhere in all that movement, I lost touch with who I was at my core.

In 2023, I moved to Barcelona thinking it was the right move—a fresh start in a city that had always called to me. I thought maybe the change of scenery would unlock something new. But what I learned was this: I was looking in the wrong place. I thought I needed a different city, a different pace, a different version of life.

What I really needed was to be still long enough to listen—to come back to myself.

Barcelona didn’t fix anything. But it did reveal what needed healing. It stripped away the noise. It forced me to stop. To feel. And in that raw, honest space, I began to hear my own voice again.

This season was about finding stillness—not outside, but within.

Not all at once. Not in big, dramatic ways.

But in small moments—the way I made my coffee in the morning.

The way I noticed beauty in quiet corners of nature. The way I started journaling again. I remembered how much I loved the details.

How I had always found joy in making people feel seen, held, supported.

How I never needed to be center stage to make an impact—because the magic was always in the in-betweens. That’s where the details live.

And that’s where Maid For You began.

Not in a perfect season, but in a hard one.

Not from clarity, but from solitude.

I didn’t start this business because I had it all figured out. I started it because I knew what it felt like to feel untethered. I longed for steadiness. And I wanted to offer that presence to other women—in the moments that matter most.

Because finding stillness doesn’t come easy to all of us.

But it’s there—in the quiet, in the in-between—where we begin to remember who we are.