No, I don't sell shoes. Come on in and read the reflections of a middle-aged Hispanic American writer and working-mom. I blog about my career, my children, co-parenting, my Peloton, my struggles with living healthy, education, inner-city living, cemeteries, and Houston. I hope to inspire people with my words, especially women, to show them that we all have challenges and struggles, in different ways. You can also follow me on Instagram @shoegirlcorner & Twitter @Shoegirl1970
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
New Orleans Disaster
My husband is beside himself with worry. He hasn't spoken to his daughter in New Orleans since Saturday, when she told him she was going to a hotel with her mother and sister. He keeps trying to stay upbeat and positive but I know he's worried sick until he hears from her again. My heart goes out to him. I also don't want for Miranda to know there's any cause to worry about her big sister. If anything were to happen to Mandi Rey and Miranda would be heartbroken.
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