Friday Night

 


Late night writing sessions are my favorite time to write. Rather than getting for bed I would rather spend the little energy that I have left on venting. I love my writing sessions because I get the opportunity to let out everything that I’m thinking and feeling without the watching the other person’s reaction. We were never taught to talk about thoughts and feelings with others so I began writing for this sole purpose. To write without limit. At the beginning, writing was something private for me to hold but along the way I decided to share it to the world. 

It’s 10:05pm and I am sitting in kitchen listening to one of my favorite tracks of Taylor Swift, State of Grace. It’s a Taylor Swift type of night. There are days that I like to put her music on blast and sing along to her songs. Silly, I know, but that’s one of the ways that I like to self care. I cannot think of another way to spend a Friday night, writing and listening to Taylor Swift. I usually have music in the background when I’m writing, if it’s not Taylor Swift I would put on mellow tunes. 

My boys are down for the night, my son is asleep in his crib while my husband is knocked out on the floor in our living room. I don’t know why he does this to himself, knowing that he has a bed upstairs he decides to knock out on the floor. Sometimes it happens all of the sudden, for example, there are times that I leave him in charge of Andres and when I come back down stairs Andres is on the other side of room and my husband is knocked out. Now I pop in once in a while to make sure my husband is awake. 

There are days that I stare at my husband and son and think how blessed I am for the family that I have. I never imagined that I would get the chance to have a family of my own. After being heart broken so many times I had given up on that idea until one day I met him. It’s funny because the day I decided screw this, I’m giving up on relationships, is when I met Jonadab Sanchez. I didn’t force it and I didn’t look for it, it came naturally and that’s how my mom told me it would happen. I never believed her, but I should have though. Ever since then my life completely changed direction and I’m glad that it happen otherwise I would not have my family. 

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