Thursday, May 2, 2013

Dear Mama,

I can walk better now, I can lift my legs a little higher. Although I still feel pain Mama, but at least I feel better than how I was yesterday. I don't know what triggered it, Mama. Maybe it's my age. It must be my body's way of welcoming my 45th birthday next week.

Edgar will be working on graveyard shift tonight, Mama. I'm worried about him, but he said he can handle it. It will be his first graveyard schedule, I hope he'll be fine, Mama.

There's really nothing much I can say right now, Mama. Ralph and Angel are still staying at home, Fluffy is still not allowed to go outside because she'll fight with Chuchi.

Until my next letter, Mama. Take care of yourself. I miss you, Mama.

I love you.