Here’s to Romina: Apple of my Eye, Music Companion, Sweetest Girl Ever

Well, hello, Romy McLane:

You might not know this, but I have been trying to keep a diary since you got sick, bonita.

Rest assured it is not a drab, depressing detailed medical minutia some people might expect. It is rather (or hopes to be) an upbeat, objective timeline to try to keep track of where things stand today (March 30, 2023) – and what has happened since you entered a cold hospital room on Feb. 17 with nothing but a bad back pain.

I know this sounds selfish, but I want (need) you to know you have been on my mind 24/7 since that Sunday afternoon when my brother called – in panic – saying you might be very, very sick. Fortunately, things have been better ever since and I’m here to be close to you. For as long as it takes.

Yes, there were doctors who gave up on you at some point, only to be told to basically FUCK OFF because, I mean, you are only 28. Screw them. We’re fighting this to the end. Go, Catus-Condo!

Of course you know this, but there is an army of well-intentioned people who adore you and who are doing all we can to move Heaven & Earth to make sure you’re OK. We know you’re calm, painless and asleep right now and that gives us peace.

If life has taught me anything, is that the medical profession can do wonders, but not nearly as much as the army of people sending you prayers and great vibes on a regular basis, every day, all the time: Did you know we got folks sending you thoughts and love from places like Austin, Amsterdam, Barcelona, Belica, Berlin, Los Angeles, Miami, New York City, New Paltz, Manila, Munich, Tijuana, Toluca, Querétaro, Washington D.C., and Zagreb, like EVERY SINGLE DAY? Yeah, you’re worth that – and so much more.

We got you, bonita.

You mean so much to so many of us, that you’d be well advised to come out of your beauty sleep and come sing, dance with us.

Take your time, of course, we’ll be here for your curls, your voice, your ukulele –and your incredibly witty sense of humor.

Sing alone, Romy McLane! 🎶 🎶

when people ask me when I was happiest, I’ll just go grab this pic.twitter.com/eclTGCRp6f

— Laura Martínez (@miblogestublog) March 18, 2023