My mom got emotional yesterday.
She told me...
"I will come wherever you go and be there for you."
I told her:
"Are you going to torture me till the age of 50?"
She told me:
"No. Probably I won't live that long."
I told her...
"Don't worry. Only good things don't last long."
She took the slippers she was wearing...
Everything's back to normal.