Hanging on

Dear Mama

Everyday seems to bring a different level of anxiety. Angel and I are doing fine, Mama. Ralph seems to have adapted to his situation, and Edgar said he is okay. But I know, everything is not okay, Mama.

Getting the things that we need is becoming harder with new restrictions being implemented almost everyday. I don't know how we will be able to survive on a long term, or how I can stay sane with all these things happening around us. I'm trying to keep myself busy to be distracted from all these things, but somehow it's not successful.

But I will keep on hanging on, Mama. I will try my best.

I miss you, Mama.

I love you


Daddy