this trip abroad is really enforcing the memo that i can never expect what's coming. originally, i was only going to be abroad until july 7th, but i decided to take latin summer classes in bologna for three weeks, so now i'm not coming home until july 24th.
and now, i'm going to the philippines.
i'm leaving oxford a week and a half early to visit my grandma. and then i'm flying back to london to go to berlin, bologna, berlin and back home.
she hasn't been doing well lately so my mom is flying over and i just bought my ticket to meet her there. in some ways, i'm terrified. i haven't been to the philippines since i was 10 years old. i'm curious about seeing how different my grandma's house will look, and to see how she's changed since i saw her 7 years ago when she came to stay with us in california.
i've missed her. i wish that i had taken advantage of being with her when she lived with us. i'm happy to see her but weary of the circumstances that are allowing me to do so.
i don't know what you believe. if you pray, think good thoughts, or just hope. but if you have a few moments to spare, please keep my grandma in mind. these next few weeks are going to be a whirlwind.