Writing this post the night after the massacre in Uvalde, Texas. Where babies were killed by an evil man with an AK-15. I’m angry. Why have we decided to focus on all the wrong things?
This March was the two year mark of the pandemic, and for the past couple of weeks I’ve been hearing a lot of people reminisce of what they were doing during or before the shutdown. What they felt, what they thought it was,
I’ve been on an emotional bender of some kind, is that even a thing? I have no idea, but I also don’t know what you would exactly call this. I’m wondering why mothers are so venerated?
You’ll continue to see a lot of books by Latinx authors. You never realize how much representation was lacking until you start reading and you connect on a deep level.
So, I did it. I wanted to see what all the hype was about surrounding the new documentary on Netflix: “The Tinder Swindler”. Must say, I approve and totally recommend. Of course, in usual Mónica style I would decide to write about getting swindled while looking for love on Valentine’s Day.
Voz y Vida™ 