I Stopped Talking to My Mother and I’m Learning to be Okay With it
I don’t hate her and I’m not ungrateful. I’m trying to figure out why we can’t get along.
Oct 2 · 3 min read
When I was younger, one of my favorite sounds was my mother’s voice. She would wake up early in the morning and sing.
“Ay, ay, ay, ay, canta y no llores! Porque, cantando se alegran cielito lindo, los corazones.”
I guarantee that is why I turned out to be a morning person.

