I’ve been trying hard to write here everyday, and write meaningful cosas, poems, experiences etc etc, pero no te voy a mentir, it’s feeling hard.
I am struggling to feed my kids and keep a roof over their heads.
I am fighting for health insurance for them which I already wrote a little here and my kids still don’t have their insurance cuz apparently my caseworker has never had a client that has filed her own taxes online. Really?
Then my tia has gotten worse. Her brain cancer has spread which is causing all sorts of family drama.
Parenting a moody tween is taking it’s toll on me. La Mapu is fierce and little too much like me. We will have a sit down this weekend and map some strategies.
Add to the mix brokeness , tech issues, and heartache and well you have the makings for one moody mala.
I’m trying and I guess that’s all I can really do.