And so on..

I found out a few days ago that my grandmother had cancer. Back in January, she was noticeably weaker, and she had a tumor on her neck. The doctors ran continual tests on her, only to find out recently that it was cancerous. My grandmother wouldn't be able to handle a surgery, so the doctors plan to treat her with radiation. Unfortunately, the cancer has already spread...

I guess my wish wasn't meant to be granted. Things aren't meant to stay the same.

My aunt and I are planning to go back to LA in two weeks, and we'll be staying there until the middle of March. Needless to say, I'm anxious and scared about everything... I'm dreading going back to LA, even though I want to see my grandmother. This is because it feels like I'm not going there to see her recover. Instead, I'm going there to say goodbye. This is just my intuition, but I really hope I'm wrong.