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Justice for Ilya: A Disheartening Fight for Truth

My beloved Ilya, despite the fatigue I feel in my spirit and the pain that I feel in my heart, I will never stop fighting for you. #Justice4Ilya

By now the Millennial Mom community and friends near and far know of the tragic loss of my dearest love Ilya Pakanayev. December 24th, 2022 was the three year anniversary of Ilya’s death. Although I have hoped and believed that my pain would decrease with time, this year has felt extremely painful. It was likely worse than the pain that I felt on the morning that I received that shocking call and my mourning commenced. This is because I have spent much of 2022 in torment; battling what I wanted for myself and my family as it relates to the fight for Ilya, against the opinions of others. I made the decision in November of 2022 to bring light my late husband’s case for the sake of seeking justice and the full truth. I have traumatically relived the happenings of day one, lost hope in humanity learning new details about Ilya’s case, and I live in a state of confusion daily trying to navigate where to turn next. With many things so uncertain at this time in life, the only thing that I know with great certainty is that I will never stop in my fight for #Justice for Ilya.

From restaurant tables to bathroom stalls, everywhere I go, I’m sharing Ilya’s story. I’m grateful to supporters who have joined in this mission. Spreading awareness is our greatest hope at this time.

If you are unaware of Ilya’s story, in short, he left home on December 23rd, 2019 and never returned. He was traveling from our home in Monticello NY, to his parents in Forest Hills, Queens NY. It was the second night of Chanukah but Ilya never made it to his destination. He was ultimately found in the a.m. hours on Christmas eve, unconscious in a driveway in Southside Jamaica Queens. Upon receipt of a call providing only the details “Ilya’s dead”, I instantly knew that something was very wrong in Ilya’s case but genuinely trusted that authorities would figure it all out. As things stand today, I was naive and wrong in my beliefs. When I went to identify my love at the Queens Medical Examiner’s office, it was there that I learned that Ilya’s case was a criminal investigation.

Detectives later arrived to inform me of the strange happenings in Ilya’s case. I was told that my beautiful husband’s lifeless body was viewed via doorbell camera footage, being carried by two men and dumped in a residential driveway. According to detectives the men were identified and authorities were waiting to interview them. Our family was ultimately told that an investigation was underway and we would be provided updates as developments unfolded. Anxious and desperate for the truth, I called the police precinct persistently for updates hoping that new answers would come promptly, due to the early developments in the case. Week after week, from December of 2019 to March of 2020, when I reached out to the police department, I was told that the case was still moving forward. And then COVID-19 hit and the world went mad. Ilya’s case was passed through different investigative divisions within the NYPD and to the hands/desks of different professionals. Around his birthday in May of 2020, I called the police precinct only to learn that his case had been “closed months ago”. My heart sank and my mind went blank. What came next was more indicators that there was more to Ilya’s case than I had initially thought. This discovery led me down a very dark and lonely road, trying to raise my children while my mind played out traumatic scenarios day after day. I attempted to ignore my grief and in doing so I developed what is known as prolonged bereavement. Ilya’s story has caused me to experience PTSD symptoms. With all of this I have still found the will to go on. Now when people ask how my only answer is “by the grace of G_d”.

Your love and beautiful soul has left my life forever changed. It taught me many lessons including ones about life in general and how to love myself first.

I have found it necessary to take two plus years to process my pain; a task which looks different everyday and a process that will continue for the rest of my life. Through this journey I had to discover my own healing regimen in efforts to best cope with my new reality. This had to be a top priority before I could dedicate myself to fighting for justice for Ilya in a healthy way. In November after feeling tired, disappointed, angry, and desperate for answers, I sprang into action, launching a social media campaign to bring awareness to Ilya’s case. It was 12 long weeks of foot work, completing a long list of responsibilities every single day. New discoveries that came to light during this time were eye opening and disheartening at the same time. And although I believe that I made new strides unlike I had ever made in the past, the words, attitudes, violation of my family’s privacy and wishes, and a complete lack of concern for humanity were more in my face than ever before as I was pursuing this fight, relying on social media. In a situation such as my own, the coldness of the world was too hard to ignore.

Ilya’s resting place in Wellwood Cemetery

Where things stand today, my heart is broken and the hope that I have for humanity dwindles every day. It is thanks to the earthly angels who walk with me through this life and the divine, that I find more strength to keep on in this mission; especially on the days when I am truly ready to give up. I am grateful for the advances that I was able to make at the start of this campaign, with the support of friends, family, and new supporters via our GoFundMe dedicated to raising money for a private investigator and an independent medical examiner. I am thankful to News12 reporter Blaise Gomez for covering Ilya’s story and bringing light to the injustices in his case. And lastly, I am thankful for everyone who has checked on me and supported me through this very painful process. At present, I have strayed away from social media as a tool in this fight. Maybe in the future I will return there. For now I have realized the importance of finding another way. I have been writing for grants to help families like my own, continuing outreach efforts with the team that has joined me in doing so, and relying on my more intimate communities for support. More than ever before I need to redefine and redesign a tribe. Through this pain ridden movement I learned who my tribe truly is.

As always, I wanted to share my truth here to reach anyone who can relate to my pain. I also turn here with hopes that anyone who wishes to connect with me, will reach me. Maybe you’re a widow or a widower too; maybe you’ve suffered a tragic loss; maybe in some area of your life you’ve lost hope; or maybe you’ve realized that your tribe needs some redesigning and through my story you’re reminded that it’s a reality for not only you. Whatever the case, you are not alone and I live to be a resource and supporter to people like us. If you’re reading this today and are drawn to support the #Justice4Ilya campaign, here is how you can help:

1. Donate to and or share our GoFundMe link

2. Participate in outreach efforts by emailing info@justice4iLyaPaka.org to receive info cards via mail that you can distribute in your community

3. Join an upcoming call to assist with sourcing grants or to help brainstorm other ways to reach our goals (email above contact for details)

4. Follow us on Instagram @Just4iLyaPaka

*** These are the ways in which I am currently asking for support in this mission to get answers in Ilya’s mysterious death. I ask that any other effort be discussed with me prior, due to the nature and sensitivity of our situation.

I hope that this write reaches the eyes and hearts of whomever it needs to reach. Sending love and positive energy to my Millennial Mom supporters all over the world and I ask that you keep my family in thoughts and prayers in a similar way. Stay tuned for my next writes including one titled:

My Prayer for All of the Forgotten Ones

There is so much new content waiting to be published here and through my continued dedication to writing, I show my followers who turn to this blog for inspiration and hope that you are never forgotten. Until next time…

xoxo,

Tea

Millennial Mom

My Dearest Love Ilya (Pt. I)💔

For 5-years, you brought me flowers every chance you had. After our nuptials, it became routine on Fridays before sundown. On the day that I returned the gesture, your smiling face and warm hands were unable to receive them from me. Here I stay, carrying on without you with a broken heart. Ilya, I.L.Y.A., I’ll Love You Always, forever your wife 😢

It’s been 678 days since I last blogged! Life has been relentless… with trial after trial happening to, I mean for me. Maybe you know by now or maybe this write will carry some new news. Whatever the case, the last 477 days have been the most torturous and painful days of my existence.

12/24/2019 was the worst day of my life. On that morning, I answered a call that no wife should ever have to receive. “Ilya is dead! And so my journey of mourning commenced. My dearest love Ilya was found deceased on a street in NYC and no one had any answers. In efforts to not relive that moment again, I will refrain from describing it now. As I try to healthily work through the mountain of emotions that plague my mind daily, I’ll keep the details about my love’s death out of this piece and future writes until I’m better. What I will say is that my heart is shattered, the world has been so unkind, and I was pushed to find a new way to survive alone; without the one person who I believed to be my person… my soulmate, the man I would live out the rest of my days with. I guess the heavens said otherwise and here I stay trying to cope.

Unless you walk this walk of grieving the loss of a spouse, you could never fully understand it. It gets ugly, competitive, territorial, unempathetic; creates a feeling of doom for the people who live it and discomfort for those who watch. It becomes increasingly painful and downright lonely. As a griever, I felt that I was out of sight and out of mind for months. As Ilya’s wife, I felt that my grief was often measured and viewed to be not as bad as the parents or relatives. “But he was my son”, “but we knew him longer”, “but this is not your culture” “but your daughter is not his daughter”… just a few of the dismissive and insensitive comments that met me days into my grief journey. Forced to learn a culture I did not grow up in, without my dearest love to guide me; judged because of the color of my skin and my customs; excluded for reasons that were purely evil; embarrassed; humiliated; blamed; lied on… shall I go on? I could continue but the energy escapes me each time I recount the last year and half of my life. As the one living this new existence, it initially seemed that it was my burden to carry and no one else could fathom what I felt. Most people went back to their daily routines and old habits minutes after my love’s young but tired body was placed in the ground. My children and I were left stuck in a painful place in time where it felt like life was not worth living.

October of 2019… family photos at a beautiful home in the country when life seemed grand and our hearts were full. We had no clue what was about to shake our home in the holiday season of 2019 💔

I one day decided to find an improved and healthier way to grieve after my “mini me” said to me “mom please do something to feel better, I hate seeing you like this.” Her voice triggered something within me and maternal instinct helped me realize that my pain was harming my children. I knew that I had to save myself and my children because no one was coming to be our savior. The one person that consistently gave us unwavering love and protection was now gone. Today I find myself in a new and unfamiliar place. I am vulnerable and learning this version of Tea now. Each day I dedicate small amounts of time to journal this journey as my story will one day be told in full detail. For now, it carries so much pain that I am only capable of blurbs and rambles. There is so much to share about losing my dearest love from receiving the news, to a messy police investigation, to the burial and religious process, to the COVID-19 impact on the investigation and grieving process, to family scandal, to the mass exodus of friends, to signs from Ilya; and the path to healing my soul with my children’s gentleness and love, and Ilya’s love and spiritual guidance from beyond the veil. I have compiled my thoughts, painful experiences, and letters into what will be a book published in 2022, titled Grief Games: A Widow’s Story of Pain & Abandonment (part 1 of a 5 part series). I have also shared my story via different platforms including Instagram (@amillennial_mom) connecting with people who can relate and those who sit in shock. My children, writing, meditation, faith, and social connection with new souls has been my saving grace during this time.

I never saw this day coming… the death of my love or the aftermath. After 477 days without my dearest love Ilya, his life, our life, this life makes so much more sense. Although I continue to grieve, I can say that I have pulled myself out of the darkest time in my life and continue to work daily to find the light. This will indeed be a process for the rest of my life and I will share my story to help at least one person through the process of surviving the death of a loved one. It is very clear to me now that many people fail to survive the grief journey for it is torturous, unpredictable, lonely, dark, and unending. In my case, I’m convinced that I have found strength to carry on with my love watching over and Hashem guiding the way. For I now see light (hope) at the end of this dark place and commit to waking up every day to finish this race. My pain and struggle are not in vain and my experience is for me and for someone else to learn and grow from. Even with a shattered heart, I am dedicated to doing what I have been called to do: bring healing to masses.

A beautiful gift that holds some beautiful memories… it is a designated place for our littles to write their feelings when they are ready. It will soon hold A’Bree’s first publication… *Dear Papa* 💜

I’m not sure what is to come next… in life, for this blog… anything. But I am working each day to just get through each moment. As I can and when I can, I will share more of our story. Until then, I commit to healing my soul so that I can heal my children, so that together we can spread an abundance of love and healing to the world; just like Papa would have wanted us to do. There are one too many hurt people hurting people these days and our life story and grief journey is symbolic of that. Stay tuned for the continuation of this series. Until next time….

Love & light to the world,

Tea

The Day a Stranger Fed My Soul: feedback from a follower

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Why is it that we learn the most about a person’s impact on the world after they die? I started to think more and more about this following the death of rapper Nipsey Hussel. To be honest, I had no clue about who he was prior to his death. I only knew who he was after my cousin told me the news and referred to him as “Lauren London’s boyfriend”. Then for weeks as the world prepared to say their last goodbyes to Hussel, I witnessed how many people were truly touched by/mourning his death; celebrities and common-folk alike. I also learned about all of the amazing things that he did for his community and I was inspired. Now this piece is not at all about the latest news in Hip-hop culture. It is however, about the need for us as a people to tell our friends, our loved ones, or even a stranger how they touch our lives… while they exist with us here on earth. This was my experience twice in the past week (this happened in April) where I was on the receiving end of feedback. First happening during a “catch-up” date with a dear friend. My friend opened up to me about the way she viewed me and how I inspired her, and I cried. Hearing what she felt about me was different, a little uncomfortable, and heartwarming all at the same time.

And here’s my gal Nicole… or Kneecole as I often call her. A close friend of many years whom I’ve shared the realest chats with. She can be a little on the shy side so I hope she doesn’t mind me sharing her with you. But she’s been a great support to me for many years, during my toughest times, and I’d scream it from a roof top lol 💙 This is us mingling with the locals on a girls trip in Belize, Fall 2018.

Following the date with my friend, I asked myself why I felt any discomfort during our chat. After all we have been close friends since childhood. I came to realize that I felt weird about receiving positive feedback because I don’t get such genuine recognition enough. I also cried because my friend’s words spoke to my soul and in summary told me to keep pushing because I was doing something right. For some time I have asked mother universe, what is my purpose? who do people understand me to be? and what mark will I leave on the world when my body leaves this earth? Very deep questions, I know but I cannot carry-on in this life without confirmation. And my interaction with my friend was just that. Recently, mother universe again sent me what I asked for…. soul food and feedback; coming by way of a complete stranger in my inbox. The writer wrote:

Tanisha,

I just read your latest post and you are amazing. I first read one of your posts around 2 years ago. I was at one of the lowest points in my life. At that point I had been teaching for about 18 years. I loved the children I taught for years, and for years that kept me there. Then my job started affecting my life and my parenting. One morning when I was really feeling helpless I read your blog about giving everything up and traveling with your daughter. It gave me hope.

Through all my years (in our hometown), I knew your dad. It took me awhile to make the connection. When I saw his picture with your daughter the other day I figured out you were his daughter. Through my 18 years I would see your dad and he always spoke of you. He was always so proud of you and your accomplishments. The year I read your blog I started therapy and gained enough confidence to look for another job after 18 years. I ended up getting a position I love, 6 minutes from my house. I am happy and love my profession again. One day, my son was running a (track & field) meet. I saw your dad and we caught up for awhile. I told him I was looking for a job and he was talking about you and when you used to run. He cheered so loudly for my son that day and my son ran his best race ever. He never reached that time again. I have thought of that day and of you so often through the years. You do not know me, but just know that your words, confidence, and risk taking has made me make huge changes in my life. Thank you for that. I admire your courage!! I also wanted you to know how proud of you, your dad has always been.”

Receiving this message made my week and changed my life. It told me to keep going and so I shall. I end this post with a special message to my friends, family, and followers: tell the people around you what they mean to you! If you have a meaningful experience with a stranger, let them know. We are here for reasons greater than what we think and our interactions with one another help to bring clarity regarding our strengths and the paths that we should travel in life. Our gifts are made to touch others in a special way. What we do or should be doing should be for reasons other than recognition or financial l gain. Here on Millennial Mom, I share my gift of writing and coaching with you. I encourage you to journey through life with purpose! And be true to yourself and that purpose. And last, I advise you not to show up to my funeral crying and carrying on about what I meant to you, if you never told me while I’m here… I’ll call you out lol. I hope someone enjoyed this write. Let me know your thoughts by dropping a comment. Stay tuned and until next time…

Xoxo,

Millennial Mom

We Laugh at “Lucky”… Respect “Resourceful”, and We Are Blessed: the answer to how we are able to travel the way we do!

Happy to share my love for nature and travel with them at such early ages 💙

If you should know one thing about me as a Millennial Mom, you should know about my obsession with travel; and more importantly my dedication to sharing such experiences with my children. If you’re a close friend or family member, you can probably recall the number of times that I said (in the past) that my dream was to stay at home with my children and travel the world with them. And would you look at that, that dream is exactly the dream I am living today. So many people ask us how we travel the way we do, assume that we are “rich”, or comment that we are “lucky” (hah… I don’t recall much of anything that happened in my life being as a result of luck lol). However, I can assure you that what we do is no thanks to any stashed fortune or luck. So I write today to share just how we are able to travel for extended periods as a family. At present, “family” meaning me and my two littles as hubby has stayed behind to work during our recent adventures. I hope my practices inspire someone to try it too. (If you’re looking for more content on this topic, check out my blog post on Budget Travel.)

Me and my “littles” A’Bree (9) and A’Brahm (8-months) 💙💓

Now before I jump into any of the logistical stuff regarding how we travel, I must first highlight the two overall reasons we are able to make this dream life our reality. Reason one is… WE ARE BLESSED. Plain and simple! We would not be able to live this dream without the man above hearing my countless prayers, seeing my heart, and putting opportunities in my path. Call me crazy for believing in this way but I see no other way. I am blessed that my energy has guided my family and I to places that give us just what we need in terms of healing, peace, and balance. We rarely travel to places that we are familiar, or where we know people. We always venture out in search of the things I’ve just mentioned. And this is a part of the reason why meditation has become a big part of our world. But I won’t get too deep into this subject just yet. It’s a topic for a future post. Just understand that in a nutshell, we are blessed and I’m a mama very much in-tune with the universe.

Sometimes the only way you can see your next step, is through prayer and meditation… Falling to your knees with an open heart. I teach this young!

Not only are we blessed to live this life, but we are RESOURCEFUL. We have learned to seek out the things that help make our dream life possible. Two of the things we sought out prior to taking on this traveling lifestyle were my job which is remote and a homeschooling routine for “mini me”. Being able to work and school from home makes this dream life doable while keeping up with the two things we must do; work and study. Prior to traveling and as we travel, there are a few things that we do which allow us to keep traveling and spending extended time away from home. To start, we…

1. Plan Ahead

We plan ahead as much as possible prior to traveling for the purpose of budgeting, saving, and planning out our school and work schedules. If we were last minute travelers, we probably would not be able to continue traveling as frequently as we do. I have a book that I call my “life journal” which has a section dedicated solely to travel. This journal helps me with planning trips, noting wish list destinations, comparing travel costs, and tracking the best places to travel based on cost/season. Inside, there are trips organized as far as one year in advance. I have an old journal just for travel which I now look back on to see how I mapped out our long-term international trip. In that journal, I made a savings plan, made to/do lists, highlighted things to be purchased liked backpacks and travel insurance (Allianz Global), and tracked my planning weekly and monthly. It has become a resource for me and brings back great memories when reading through it. I encourage anyone looking to take on any big venture to get a journal dedicated to keeping track of your goal(s) as it is extremely helpful and motivating.

My ” target=”_blank” rel=”noopener”> “Life Journal” with these cool holographic scratch notes that can be found here

I recently planned an upcoming surprise trip for my mama’s birthday in a span of six months, where we will live like “royalty” for one week. There will be 6-8 of us traveling together. The planning time for this trip allowed me to secure travel and accommodation options for everyone within a very inexpensive budget (under $3k to be exact). The accommodation that I found would cost me a fortune if I waited to book it, so planning ahead was essential for planning this surprise trip and saving. Now there are occasions where I plan last minute trips. During these instances, I simply research multiple sites for airfare and look into different types of accommodation before booking anything. Which brings me to my next point…

2. Shop Around

We never book the first thing that we see. We research plane tickets on multiple sites prior to booking them and roll with whatever is more affordable. Sometimes that means booking from an airline directly. Other times it means booking through our favorite sites like Momondo, CheapOair, Skyscanner, Priceline, or Orbitz. There are occasions when we book roundtrip flights and other times that we book one way options. Sometimes booking a one way flight saves you a ton of cash so it’s important to look prior to just rolling with a round-trip ticket. Again, we always go with what’s more affordable.

In regards to accommodation, we choose between hotels, Airbnb-s, and VRBO-s (Vacation Rentals by Owner ). Most times we rock with Airbnb-s (sign up using my link at the end of this post, to earn $40 to use towards your first stay). With this type of accommodation, we like that we get to rent nice spaces that feel like home, and love that such places have kitchens where I can cook. This saves us money when it comes to dining and we typically choose to eat out for only one meal which is lunch/dinner. While traveling out of the states, securing inexpensive accommodation is pretty easy; simply by walking around and communicating with locals or booking online through the platforms I’ve just shared. One perk we found while booking hotels and hostels abroad, was that breakfast was almost always included. And the low cost of living in different countries allowed us to dine at tons of restaurants for a fraction of what it would cost at home in NYC. Now on to my next point….

Some fun accommodation that we recently found via Airbnb and stayed in… a yacht in Key Largo, FL and a converted school bus in Homestead, FL.

3. Budget, Work, and Save

After booking trips, we come up with a budget of what we anticipate we will spend for the time that we will be away. I come up with an estimated budget based on what activities we will do and considering the area we will be in. The website Numbeo helps me greatly with budgeting. “Mini me” is typically responsible for coming up with the itinerary of things to do. This is mainly because we always connect travel and homeschooling (aka “worldschooling”). I like for my daughter to find things to do related to her interests/studies and I guide her when needed. (If you’re interested in learning more about how we school at home, check out my post Our Home… Her School.) After coming up with an anticipated budget, we then work and save. Not for the upcoming trip, but for future trips. We have funds allocated to travel and after we tap into our fund for a trip, we work to replenish it. Now when I say “work”, it’s not just my job that brings in income for travel. We save:

Money that “Mini me” earns from collecting bottles
Cash back rewards from shopping and credit cards
Money we make from selling our gently/unworn clothing (check out my Poshmark closet for some chic finds).

Our earnings from these hobbies are never a lot but they do add up. The biggest earnings we made came after we cleared out our apartment in Brooklyn, NY by selling everything. We used the funds we made to pay for a good portion of our South/Central American adventures. When it comes to saving, my goal is always to save at least half of the amount that I anticipate we will spend on a trip before we depart. Sometimes things go according to plan and other times not so much but it’s always good to have a goal. And whenever we are about to get on the road, my stress levels are low so I’m not too overwhelmed if I don’t meet my goal. The last thing that we do to make it so we can keep traveling is…

4. To Continue Traveling

Lol! So long as we continue to roam and fall in love with new places, new foods/cultures, and new people, the desire to travel will always be there for us. Since the day that Bree and I got the travel bug about five years ago, we have found that traveling only feeds that bug more. And since that time, we have continued to travel as often as we can. We make it our number one priority to always seek out places that work within our budget. While we travel, we practice a few habits that allow us to keep costs low on our trips which include:

Cooking at least one meal in our accommodation
Packing snacks to take on outings
Filling our itinerary with free and low cost activities (botanical gardens, museums, national parks, libraries, beaches, etc)
Walking places whenever possible
Limiting our shopping and collection of items to take back home

However, much of the savings come with choosing the right destination based on the cost/season and shopping around for airfare. We use a number of resources to help us budget and know when and where to travel. For our international trip, we heavily utilized author & blogger Matthew Kepnes’ site Nomadic Matt to help choose travel destinations, create an itinerary, and decide when to travel. The website Rome2Rio is my go to, to learn the best/most affordable ways to get around. As I previously mentioned, Numbeo.com helps me budget travel domestically and internationally. This site breaks down the cost of living in any region down to how much you can anticipate to pay for eggs lol. I pray that the day will come when I will be able to eliminate this form of planning prior to taking a trip. But for now, as long as we remain a lower middle-class family trying to make ends meet in one of the most expensive cities in the world, while still trying to follow our hearts and dreams, this is what we must do.

The view from our plane window, heading to Milan, Italy.

I hope someone found this read inspirational, interesting, and helpful. Travel is big on our agenda for 2019 and I cannot wait to finish our two series “Oh the Places We’ve Been” and “Oh the Places We’ll Go”, to share with our readers. In addition, I will soon be blogging about remote work options and things to make money before/while traveling ; as I know many people are mostly interested in finding income to sustain travel. We are currently on a fun adventure in the Florida Keys, and have one upcoming trip at the end of the month. I won’t spoil our future blog posts by sharing any details now, so stay tuned! Until next time…

Xoxo,

Millennial Mom

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Our Home… Her School: homeschooling for us

A SAHM’s share about why and how she homeschools/worldschools her eldest child in the state of NY, how she creates a personalized schooling curriculum and routine, and gauges progress.

The picture above is of my “mini me” giving an end of semester presentation to friends and family, detailing what she has learned so far this year. As a homeschooled student, the opportunities to share and receive feedback with others are limited. So, I help create such opportunities for my little.

A Roman philosopher once said “home is where the heart is”… and if you’re my “mini me” it’s also the place that you call school. The special thing about home for us is that it’s not just just where we currently reside in New York City. Home for our family has been some wonderful places around the world that we have grown to love; places that we learned so much from. Where we are geographically sometimes determines how and what we study, in what places. Our schooling life has been a big topic of interest for people who have met us so, I decided to share why we started this lifestyle and describe what it looks like for us. We happen to be fascinated by the practice of homeschooling and hope to see bigger communities of homeschoolers forming in the near future. At present, we seem to be a small bunch.

Why We Started Schooling at Home

If you have been following our journey, you are well aware of our craving for freedom, simplicity, and a minimalistic lifestyle. We seek this in all avenues of our lives including work and school. For some time, Bree and I toyed around with the idea of homeschooling/worldschooling where we would take on adventure wherever we were and learn through whatever we were exposed to. It has always been my dream to be a stay-at-home mom who schooled my child(ren) and I was thrilled when my daughter one day asked if I could be her teacher. We talked and planned until we were able to make this transition happen in 2016 and now we are living it. What we have found is that we have been freed from long and monotonous school routines and exposed to more rich learning experiences. We have had the opportunity to be in different places, meeting new people, and trying new things which for us is a ton of fun. In addition, we happen to live in a state where homeschooling is legal (unfortunately, some states don’t allow it… womp) so we said yes to testing out this option. We are quickly moving into year three of homeschooling and loving it.

My little lady! So motivated by her persistent eagerness to learn.

There once was a time when I was asking the universe for the dream that I am living now, to come true!

Curriculums? What to Study?

Since we began homeschooling, I have designed my daughter’s schooling curriculum mainly based on topics that she is interested in studying. People often ask how I know what to teach her, how I know if what she’s learning is enough, and how I test her. The answer is threefold. New York State provides basic guidelines for what subjects and concepts should be taught to students based on grade level. This helps me know what subject areas to cover, and what topics are mandatory. However, how and what I use to teach these subjects are up to me and in our family, up to “mini me”. Once I cover required subjects I often expand on what my little learns or expose her to information not taught in traditional school settings. In the past, I secured a curriculum from my daughter’s old charter school and tailored her homeschooling curriculum to what she would be learning if she were in school. However, I focused greatly on her method of learning. I wanted her to choose how she was learning. I leave the “how to” up to Bree as this is where the fun and diversity of learning comes in. I believe learning is most meaningful when it is enjoyed so this is my reason for giving my child such freedom to choose. A’Bree has shown a level of maturity far beyond her years so I trust her to take the lead in this area and guide her when necessary.

In regards to how much she is learning, this is irrelevant in our schooling practice. As people, we are learning at every moment of the day whether we realize it or not. We do not need to be stationary with paper and a pen in hand to learn. Just based on this, I trust that my little is learning enough and our study routine dedicated to learning activities makes me even more confident. We focus more on the quality of what Bree is learning opposed to how much she is learning. We learn for enjoyment, memories, and knowledge… NOT testing! At present, A’Bree does not complete state testing. Her tests are ones that I create but not ones that we learn how to take all year. Instead we learn at A’Bree’s pace and based on her interests and it seems that she absorbs so much more which makes it easy for her to regurgitate what she is learning; whether it be through a presentation, answering questions, or writing. We previously home schooled for one year and then allowed A’Bree to return to school for social reasons. After she was assessed to determine where she was, she was found to be well above her grade level.

A’Bree Says Let’s Study _________!

During the spring months, Bree and I begin planning for the start of homeschooling and what topics/concepts we will study. She has the freedom to choose anything she wants to learn about and my role is to source the teaching materials and guide her. This year she wanted to study primitive technology (she’s a fanatic about this), marine biology, life after death, social issues, dieting and food lifestyles, body movement and flexibility, public speaking, blueprint designs, photography, and Spanish and Russian language. The one subject where she did not have a choice was penmanship. I have made this subject a big part of her schooling routine as handwriting in print and script are very important to me. I’m sure this is not the focus of many millennial moms these days due to technology, and schools don’t practice it either. However, I’m not wavering on this one lol. I created my little’s curriculum by organizing these topics under the umbrella of the mandatory subjects provided by the state. We have been studying different concepts and topics through use of books, documentaries, online materials, and day-to-day activities.

In the past when we were wanders, we had the opportunity to: study flamingos in the deserts of Peru through observation, tour underground caves, interact with South American natives responsible for creating floating islands, hike and tour Machu Picchu, line fish in Bocas del Toro, study the meaning of graffiti style art in Colombia, tour the Mayan ruins in Tulum, learn about economy on a tiny Nicaraguan island, and the list goes on. This year our learning adventure began in New York City and was very much based on things relative to life in the states. In a few days we will be venturing down to the Carolinas to see what history and learning opportunities intrigue us there. Then we will be headed to the Florida Keys to focus on animal and marine life. We will also be making some pretty unique places home/school during our trip including a converted school bus on a farm, a yacht, and tiny house.

A converted school bus accommodation in Homestead, Florida that we will call home for a few days. You can check it out on Airbnb by searching the Luv Bus at Z Button Farm. Or click the photo for the link.

A quaint tiny house on wheels in Miami, Florida that we will call home for a few days. We found this accommodation on Airbnb. Click the image for the link to the listing.

Another unique accommodation in the Florida Keys, found through Airbnb. Click image for the link to this listing.

Responsibilities as a Homeschooling Mom

One question that I was recently asked regarding homeschooling is how come I do not get in trouble for keeping my child home from school. I found this question to be comical and interesting but answered honestly. And the answer is, homeschooling is NOT simply keeping your child home from a traditional school setting and doing nothing all day. Homeschoolers are in fact busy learning but in a different way. In addition to learning and teaching, as the parent I am responsible for submitting quarterly reports to my local homeschooling office detailing what was covered during the quarter, how my daughter progressed, and the number of hours she dedicated to learning. This covers me by showing the state that I am affording my daughter an educational opportunity. Quarterly reports also serve as a kind of report card which lets my little know what she excels at and what she can improve on.

Altogether, we are absolutely loving this homeschooling journey. It’s an opportunity to bond and learn together. And as my “mini me” says “what can be better than waking up to your family every day and doing what you love all day? I’m excited for our future homeschooling days and hope to connect with fellow homeschoolers in our home base area or as we roam. We hope to soon attend a worldschooling summit where we’ll connect with other families. If you’re a homeschooling family, drop a comment about where you are and some of your favorite practices. If you are looking to make the shift towards homeschooling, comment what some of your challenges are and let me know if I can assist. I’ll be sure to share more about schooling at home in the future so stayed tuned. Until next time…

Xoxo,

Millennial Mom

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Raising a Mindful Child: Meditation

40- minute “Mommy and Me” Morning Meditation… start em young!

In my role as a mother, a big part of what I try to teach my oldest little one is mindfulness. A heightened sense of awareness when it comes to her thoughts, feelings, and physical body is something I believe to be so important for healthy development and her survival. Had I learned this concept and its importance at a tender age, I’m sure it would have changed my life. However, I am grateful that I can now teach this virtue to my children as a tool for them to better navigate through this journey called life. And this for me is one of the beauties of parenting; being able to choose what values I share with my children and being able to give them things I may have missed out on.

In recent years, with the things I see happening in the world around me I feel an overwhelming responsibility to raise children who are consciously aware of themselves; the only thing that they are able to control in this life. As a parent who owns this responsibility and understands its importance, I hope to be growing just a few more good people to contribute to the goodness of the world… goodness knows we need more of them!! There are constantly things happening around us that are disheartening, anxiety stirring, and simply difficult to understand. However, it is my belief that we can improve our interactions in the world with our perspective; one that is realistic and in tune. We gain such frame of mind only when we are one with ourselves; and I aim to help my “mini me” understand this idea through Mindfulness Meditation.

We first started this mindfulness mission three years ago… and have had mediation sessions in the cutest places.

Now, the most important part of this blog entry is the “how to meditate with littles”. I know anyone reading this will understand my why for this practice but I hope someone will grasp the how, and be inspired to try it.

The magic of meditation can happen anywhere… by the pool, on a stool, in school!!!! I challenge her to practice it everywhere.

Meditation for us didn’t start out as mediation as first. I mean how can you get a 6-year old (now 9-years) to sit still for 40-minutes without them fidgeting and their mind running rampant? Nearly impossible right?! So what did we do? We dedicated time to what I call “Focused Chats” where we spoke about things such as feelings, thoughts, and how these things influence what we actually do. We would try short periods of silence while being attentive to things we heard or felt in the moment. Following this practice, we would discuss how it made us feel. The creation of a space and opportunity for this practice of focused chatting excited my “mini me” and over time became something she did with no problem. As I introduced formal meditation, it seemed similar to the chats minus the actual speaking. Instead we focused on things such as our breathing, what we heard, and simply enjoyed being silent, still, and relaxed. We started out with our morning Mommy and Me Meditation where Bree would meditate for 7-minutes and then excuse herself if needed. Sometimes I’d be surprised to find that she was sitting still next to me when I opened my eyes. She has since told me that meditation takes her to a good place. I continue to teach her that if we are able to calm our minds (one of the most powerful things in our body) we are able to clear it. This in turn will lead us to better thoughts and behavior following meditation which is what we should strive for to help better ourselves. As mature as this sounds, my daughter grasped it!

In meditating with littles, you gotta get creative! Pick a funky pose, commit to it, and “calm out”.

Today we commit to meditation each morning at 8:30 am. We enhance our sessions by incorporating our oil diffuser with our favorite essential oils and some music for different types of energy typically found on YouTube. We are blessed to be building the life and journey that we want but it’s not always smooth sailing. Life for us is at times crazy, frustrating, and confusing. In the midst of living it, it’s easy to let our minds take us away and run the show. However, we work to calm, clear, and control our minds when we are not allowing it wander and imagine. We are no meditation gurus but we are learning daily and loving what we have found. Meditation is one more tool in our belt that we need as we journey to arrive at genuine happiness and purpose. I challenge you to try it and let me know what it does for you!

She’s a dreamer… and the mind of a dreamer requires its rest 💙

I’ll be sure to share more regarding our meditation practices in the near future so stayed tuned. Until next time…

Xoxo

Millennial Mom

Pregnancy After the Nine: Preparing for baby number two

After nine interesting years with just one child, I decided to try for baby number two. Being the person that I am, I assumed “I did it once, I’ll do it again no problem… piece of cake, piece of pie”. WRONG!!! Pregnancy after waiting nine long years for me was like being a first time expecting mother again. Ohhh the things I forgot and had to remember and ohhh the new things I had to learn as part of a new pregnancy. This journey was one for the books to say the least and one I will never forget.

The Morning Sickness: Could someone have warned me about this sickness that presents morning, noon, and night? I mean I heard some moms talk about it before and I simply thought that maybe they were exaggerating when they referenced throwing up their brains all day. However, I quickly learned how serious this monstrous sickness was when I could not eat or smell anything without sprinting to the nearest bathroom or trash receptacle. For the first five months of this pregnancy I looked and felt like death! Then it was the daily struggle with…

The Back Pain and Leg Pain: During my first pregnancy I felt like a spring chicken and I was. At 19-years old, not much changed for me. I did all of my regular activities including dance, worked my full-time nannying job up until a couple of weeks before my delivery, and maintained my household duties. This go round, I was waddling like a duck early on, lifting my legs by hand to help me cross them, struggling to get from point A to B, and sometimes barely making it to the restroom. Was it my age? Was I out of shape? I started hitting the gym until I could not stand it any longer, being extremely mindful of what I ate, and constantly thinking about why I felt the way I did. For a while I was frustrated and a little hard on myself until I learned the hard way from pushing myself a little too much and not listening to my body.

Unfortunately, I experienced complications during this pregnancy that left my husband and I fearing pre-term labor or worse. I was so sad because I kept referencing my age until I learned that complications during pregnancy can happen to anyone. I was forced to stop working earlier than planned and was put on bed rest. All the things I loved and wanted to do were put on hold. Simple things like doing the laundry, cooking for my family, taking my daughter to school each morning, or even going for a walk were a no no. I really had to refocus my mind, accept what was happening, and take things more seriously. I ultimately hired help to clean my house when needed and accepted the help from family and friends which is typically hard for me to do. Every week that I made it further into my pregnancy, I thanked God.

We were blessed to make it to 37 weeks which was the milestone my doctors and specialist were praying for; and would you believe that the day before I reached 37 weeks, my car was hit by a crazy driver which sent me to the hospital by ambulance. Upon my arrival to the hospital I learned that I was 6 cm dilated. I returned home after being held for a few hours and gave birth to my son two days later. We welcomed our little prince A’Brahm ILian Pakanayev into the world on July 2nd, 2018 at 12:02 pm. Following the birth of my son, it seemed like my love for my “mini me” grew especially when watching her interact with her brother. I was so thankful and humbled. I thought it was pretty awesome being a mommy of one but the feeling “mommying” two, is even better.

As I sit here watching my little munchkins sleep peacefully, I’m simply happy that I was blessed with a healthy little one at the conclusion of this pregnancy, who has brought a new joy into our lives. I learned that every pregnancy is different and comes with its own challenges. However, the beauty of it all makes the entire journey well worth it. My experience from this go round will definitely be in the front, back, and corners of my mind if and when we plan for baby number three. Stayed tuned! Until next time…

Xoxo,

Millennial Mom

Mom To Me… A special poem from my mini me 💓

As a mom, I sometimes question myself and wonder about the job that I’m doing in this role. Does my mini me understand me? Does she respect my choices? Is she happy with me as her momma? There was a point when these thoughts regularly plagued my mind; especially when it was just mini me and I. I sometimes had to make sacrifices in order to run our household that I know made her sad. And I would be super hard on myself but had few options. However, one of the biggest blessings came when my daughter was old enough to communicate her feelings and mature enough to understand our reality. Even then I worried a little but I was always comforted when I would hear my daughter speak about me to others; or when I would read things she wrote about me. Recently she came to me with a poem she wrote for me and her words confirmed that she indeed gets it all.

And she wrote:

Mom To Me

By: A’Bree Inez

You held me when I was just so small

All I could hear was your little call

All I could feel was your little touch

This is why you’ll always mean so much

You’re the resource I will always need

You’re like a flower that stared with a little seed

I feel sad when you’re not there

So I think about you everywhere

I’m happy that I’m your mini me

I’m happy that you are mom to meXoxo,

A’Bree Inez

I’ll be sure to share more gems like this one from my little one in the future. Until then…

Xoxo,

Millennial Mom

A Promise to my Dearest Love… my wedding day vows

Since the day that I committed to my husband, I ever so often go back and read the vow that I made to him; and I get very emotional every single time. My words were true from the bottom of my heart and the promise to my dearest love went a little something like this…

“My dearest love Ilya,

As we gather here today in the presence of just a few of our closest family and friends, I am truly overwhelmed with emotion and I know that I am one of the happiest girls in the world. I have always dreamt that this day would come but I never imagined this special day on this beautiful beach; nor did I dream of you. The universe has truly blessed me with you and everything that you bring to my life. You are much more than I could have ever asked for. Your patience, your dedication, your honesty, and your love are only a few qualities about you that I adore.

I stand here today prepared to commit myself as your wife not because things have been perfect for us, not because things have been easy for us, and not because I anticipate that our future will be these things every day. But because in our journey together over the past few years, I have learned that we have what it takes to be lovers and friends even when times are dark; the dedication to be life long companions, and the determination to make it through when the roads are rough and our way is not so clear.

From the day that I met you I was surprised by how easy you were to love; honored to be in your presence, and blown away by that fact that you openly accepted me despite what others had to say. Your acceptance humbled me and I can never forget the way that you embraced A’Bree and I after I told you that we are a two for one special. You took us as we were and were eager to make us a part of your world. And you have made me very happy and comfortable every step of the way. You restored my faith in love when I was doubtful and have been committed to me every single day. I appreciate how you have worked tirelessly to better understand me and how you have made great efforts to make a better life for yourself, me, and our daughter. For this I am forever grateful! You are the only partner that I need by my side on this journey through life.

As I commit to being your wife, I promise to cherish our union and our first days together as they helped build the foundation for the love that we have today. I promise to remain the same funny spirit you first fell in love with. I promise to be the one thinking outside of the box approaching our obstacles with ideas that are far from traditional. I will ensure that our life is full of adventure and I will depend on you to keep me grounded when I have truly gone out of my mind. I promise to be your number one fan and supporter in all that you do. I promise to care for you during your time of need. I promise to be your forever partner working to do what is best for our family. I promise to be faithful and dependable and with all of these promises I vow to give you my love every single day until my last breath.

I love you”

I hope someone’s heart was warmed from reading this. Thus far, married life has been such a beautiful experience and my husband is truly one of my biggest blessings. Continue to follow our love story. I’m sure we will one day have to share about the days when marriage isn’t a bed of roses. Until then…

Xoxo,

Millennial Mom

Exciting News & Travel Blues

A mom’s journey through Jewish conversion, marriage, parenting, and pregnancy while balancing work full-time, private practice, and an undying inner desire to continue travel.

After months of being away from this project of blogging due to massive amounts of work to balance, I am slowly getting back to business with so much to share. Being that I am uncertain of where to begin, I guess I can simply start with an update; what we have been up to the past few months, what we have planned, and overall how we are progressing despite the travel blues. And although my mini me and I are struggling a little temporarily being back to a monotonous routine, there are some exciting things unfolding in our lives that are keeping us going.

So what have we been up to you ask? So much to say the least. So let’s start with the excitement first. I am happy to announce that as of January of this year, I officially converted to Judaism and wed with the love of my life according to the laws of the Torah. My Mikveh (bath where Jewish rituals are performed) and wedding ceremonies were absolutely beautiful and more than I could ask for. I became one with my husband on a beautiful private beach in Punta Cana, DR and completed my conversion in the same region. I was blessed to be under the guidance of such a loving, empowering, and accepting teacher; Rabbi Ancel Solomon. I will be sure to share all of the details of my journey in an upcoming blog post dedicated solely to my conversion and my big day titled: Ani l’dodi v’dodi li- I Am My Beloved…

Conversion documents in hand with the biggest smile on my face! Baruch HaShem A’donai 🙌🏾 01:2018[/c[/c

Circling my handsome groom 7 times symbolic of the forming of our family and my protection over him 💙 1:4:18

My conversion and wedding ceremony were two life events that truly humbled me and brought me such joy after feeling so blue being back in the states. And the universe did not stop there! As I have learned over the past few years, nothing in life is ever definite and I am in control of very little in my life despite what I often like to believe. Things are forever changing no matter how much we plan. So I do my best to prepare by leaving room for change, a delay, or something unexpected; and that is exactly what my little family and I had to do after learning that a little baby was growing in my tummy in January. I will share all about this blessing in an upcoming post titled Pregnancy After the 9.

My biggest blessings… my babies! A’Bree Inez and A’Brahm Ilián, gender reveal 3:10:18

As you can see, so much has changed for us and there is so much to look forward to in the months ahead. And guess what… there’s more exciting news! We recently welcomed a new fur baby into our home and hearts and he has occupied my time and mind; and made me think less about being back to U.S. life. I am instead enjoying all of the love that has filled my home and preparing for new adventures. We are looking forward to growing older with our fur pup and can’t wait for him to meet baby Abe.

Meet our big man who is actually quite tiny… Milo Paka 💙 03:2018

A religious conversion, a marriage, news of pregnancy, and a new pup! What more can there be? Well I believe that sums up most of what’s going on in our lives and in addition to all of these amazing things we are in the beginning stages of our journey to tiny house living!

Tiny house tours with my mini me – 4:15:18

The crazy thing is all of these things are ones that I have prayed for, for a short time and it’s so crazy how they have effortlessly fallen into place. With all of these blessings, how on earth can one be blue? I believe my life in the past year and all of the recent events that have unfolded are representative of mother universe telling me “never be blue baby girl… how many times must I show you that I got you? There is no doubt in my mind that we are truly blessed and highly favored.

Altogether, I can say that I am happy preaching about my exciting news opposed to venting about my travel blues. All of these life changing events have practically cured my blues and I cannot wait to share what comes next for us as the #Pakafamilypartyof4. Although we are expecting a new baby in July of 2018, travel is still very big on the agenda… Italy and Southeast Asia here we come, beginning September 2018. Stayed tuned and until next time…

Xoxo,

Millennial Mom