please, if you have a moment, pray for zena. it’s the kids. mazzy has a fever and congestion, can’t breathe, won’t sleep. abraham, when i left to come back to work after lunch, was screaming inconsolably. zena hasn’t had much of a moment’s peace in three days, including nights.
it was really hard to walk out the door and come back to work. the situation at home was actively melting down, i felt like i was abandoning my crew.