My mother-in-law informed me today that I need to learn Spanish so I can speak to her sisters in Colombia. She told me she would help me to learn.
In her next breath she told me that when God is ready to take her, she is ready to go... she used to want to go in her sleep, but now she thinks any time and any way would be fine.
Then she shared her favourite recipe for ceviche... I'm not sure if that was a hint to make her some, or the beginning of my Spanish lessons.
I wonder where the conversation's going to go tomorrow...