i’m a busy bee.

i am working on an album.

i am learning to sew and tailor.

i am raising twin 5-year-olds with mi esposo (my partner), stepsons and mis padres (my parents).

i am re-discovering childlike pleasure.

i am maybe going to be featured in an embroidery exhibition? more on that later. a nurse used my poem on a textile!

did you know i am also in the library of congress?

not that cool at the moment because we’ve been under fashi fash for muchos años.

but i did never expected to be commemorated in textile.

there is a lot of video footage of me too. it is a private collection. it is very near to me and two other adventurers.

since i don’t know what to call things or people. i’ve become quite forgetful since having covid about twice now. it is unfortunate but the brain fog is…interesting.

i’ve been doing my best to combat it. strength training! i am getting stronger! i still have some aches and pains but not as much. it just means i need to rest.

um what else is new? we are starting a business. we are making moves. things are good. life is good. suficiente. it is enough. it is more than enough. it is the greatest gift i could have ever imagined. it is filled with surprise, wonder, pleasure, joy, and openness. i have benefited a lot from mindfulness exercises and tai chi practice. i encourage everyone to learn how their bodies breathe and move. body awareness has been so key to my latest life lessons. i am trying to teach my sons boundaries while maintaining connection, love, respect, autonomy. i’ve made a lot of mistakes. that is an understatement. i am a quarter of a millimeter distance from death. at all times. i can go in between. life and death. but it is very simple. it is not easy. i do not recommend it. to anyone. anywhere. on earth. but i fear my sisters have the gift too. i feel them in the wind and in my chest. i go to the river beside my office and i sense eleanor. i never met her. i sense marie dunlevy, her mother. she makes me think of Uruguayan excile zitarrosa. listen to his music. he was exiled from uruguay during the dictatorship and his songs sound like his home.

i am always going a little crazy with twins. you put something down and it never ends up where you expected. we have been learning how to do chores, how to help, and learning emotional regulation. This has been very helpful for mama. I did not realize how emotionally dysregulated I was for so long. I suffered depression and anxiety that went very deep into my bones. but now…i feel…better. i feel like i am healing even when it hurts. i am leaving nursing. i am not cut out for the career. i will begin again.

i appreciate my family during these dark times and holidays. we are going to swim with–vamos nadar con–a whale shark. There were two. One of them recently died. they are/were kept in an aquariaum in atlanta, georgia. i am scared to get swallowed. i am a nervous nelly sometimes. i am working on that. i will let you know how it goes. overthinking is exhausting. so. anyways.

this seems like a sufficient update from central ohio. the most beautiful place in the world. i love you, dear reader.