Before we knew it, we were all on a midnight flight to Mexico City.
I often give the Random Tuesday explanation whenever someone asks about what we’re doing next. Of course, even that explanation can’t be correct.
We called Angela’s mother to check-in and were hit some some shocking news. Only hours removed.
Unexpectedly, Angela’s father passed away.
We flew to Houston as quickly as possible and have now been here several days. It been tough, but it’s also good to be back. We’ll stay here a while and spend time with family and try to be useful. Bode has already claimed that he will move in with his cousins and we can return to South America without him (he’s serious).
Just last week I was joking that nothing has changed in years. Now, so much changed in just a few days.