love taught me to cry

Today my grandma left for the Philippines. The next time she comes around is indefinite. I know I said that last time, but this time the government is telling her she can't come anymore. Screw them. My grandmother is not a threat to national security. She just wants to see her family here once a year, and go back to the only home she has ever known for the rest of the year. So screw them. God, I felt like crying when I saw her crying. I felt so sad...because who knows how much she'll miss. Who knows if she'll be able to come back. As a kid, I always knew that grandma and grandpa would be coming around from the Philippines every other year, so I never really thought about it. But here we are...and I don't know, but she's in the winter of her life...and she might not be able to see us grow up...it just makes me sad. That's all.

So...if I could say anything...I'd want you to listen to "Cannonball" by Damien Rice, because that's what I'm listening to right now. and its a good song. And I would want you to know how much words can't express how much I love some people. And how I won't probably say it...but I do.