pronto, muy pronto

This thursday morning I'll be on a flight on my way to Zacatecas. I'll be heading out with my mom and two of my cousins. We'll be celebrating my grandfather's 90th birthday. It seemed that this day would never come. I kept getting paranoid that something would come up and we wouldn't be able to make it, or worse yet that my grandfather would get sick. I'm excited to be in zacatecas again and maybe do some tourist things this time around, but more than anything I want to spend quality time with my grandfather. It's different spending time with him there... he's in his element and it brings him great pride to have us there, to show us their way of life and values.