Until when?

Dear Mama,

How are you doing? I hope you're okay. Sorry for not writing as much as I did. I really do not want to bother you because I understand you should be resting.

It's October 10 today, Monday. I'm at home while writing this letter because we have no work today. It's the Monday after La Naval Fiesta. Edgar is at work, Angel is sleeping, and Ralph did not go home for the weekend. So practically, I am alone now at home since Angel is still asleep. Except of course for dogs, Fluffy, Venz, and Chuchi who are keeping me company.

As you can see probably, I really do not know what to say. I'm just trying to reach out, because I don't have anyone to talk to. I mean, really talk to.

Work, kids, health, and just about everything. I am consumed by all these things inside me, Mama.

I'm sorry. I'll just stop now. I don't think I should bother you with this.

Take care, Mama.

I love you.


Daddy