Don’t you want to be able to write your mother-in-law a letter?
“Are there any other languages you wish you could speak?”
I wish I had kept up with my French, which I could read, if not speak, rather adeptly in college but immediately forgot after graduation day.
I wish I could progress more quickly in Spanish. I pick up a few more words and verbs every month, but I’m still a few years away from telling my mother-in-law “Ay dios mio, suegra, get the hell out of mi cocina, go sit down. Si, I will make you una nueva vasijo de cafe, at dessert. How much have you had today? Isn’t this is like your third pot of coffee. No mas cafe. Baby, derrama tu mamá otro vaso de vino!”