Dear Mama,
It's 5 a.m. and I'm having my first coffee for the new year. It's the first day of 2021. The kids are still sleeping. I think they just slept a few hours before I woke up.
We had our medya noche last night, and all foods were prepared by Edgar. As I mentioned before, he is exploring the kitchen more lately. He plans to have his own food business. I am thinking of sending him to culinary school, for him to be more equipped. I hope I can afford it, Mama.
I really don't feel excited about this new year. I'm sure you know why. I've been suffering because of this failure, and I can't complain because I know I deserve it.
Anyway, let's forget about that for now. It will be Angel's birthday 8 days from now, and we still have no plans. We are bot sure if we can do anything because of the pandemic.
Well, I guess that will be all for now, Mama. Please continue guiding us. I need it, Mama.
I miss you.
I love you, Mama.
Daddy
