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When your Abuela calls, you listen!

We had a friend over, so I didn't want to answer the phone. I'll call her back in 15 minutes. No big deal. Then Grandma Julie called again. She's calling twice in a row and that was unusal. I picked up the phone and walked to the kitchen. 
 Hi Grandma. 
 Hola Mi vida. 

 How are you? 
Bien 

 Grandma Julie continues the conversation in spanish and I answer in english like I have my whole life. 
 
Tu perrito es muy grande and so cute.
Thanks Grandma. 

 I send her text messages with Bella's picture. She's 85 and knows how to view text but that's about all she can do on her smartphone. 

Something tells me she has an ulterior motive. I continue the conversation. 

I got my vaccine. Did you get your shot? 
Yes! I got it. 

Grandma lives in a small town in Puerto Rico. I was relieved. Still I know that wasn't the purpose of the conversation. 

 Have you spoken to your mother? 
 Nope She's mad at me. 

Well, give her a call. I knew it, sneaky Grandma is trying to make peace. 

Okay, Grandma. I love you Grandma. 
 Me too! Te amo mucho.


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  1. Family. They are so sneaky! Right now, my wife is talking to one daughter, and I'm sending messages to the daughter on the phone AND our other daughter, making birthday plans around my wife.

    Family can be that way. But it's great that your Grandma is still trying. Sometimes, we lose that over time.

    Thank you for sharing today (and call your Mom!). :-)

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