“I am 72,” she said without missing a beat. “I am 72 years old today”. And that’s how, for the first time, I learned my mother’s age. Just like grandma before her, my mom has always been terrified of aging. Which is why, every year, on her birthday, I ask “so, how old are you now?” I do it for fun, knowing the answer will be the same, a scolding for my audacity follow by “don’t you ask me that again.” But I keep asking, year after year, mainly for the inside joke it became.
Happy Birthday Rodrigo!🙌🏼
A big happy birthday to your mom; and one to you! Wish you both all the best :)