Yesterday was a sad day. I tend to avoid watching the news too much because its nonstop sad news. Last night, however, I watched with horror as they spoke of the 72 immigrant slayings in Tamaulipas, Mexico. I cried. I hurt. I feel for the families that have lost their loved one. Day after day hundreds of immigrants are kidnapped and killed and their families never hear from them again. I know I'm not writing the way I usually do, but it doesnt matter. All that matters is that I express this pain inside me. My mom's friend's husband and brother-in-law were 2 among the 72 that were massacred. I don't know how else to say how I feel. A million tears wouldn't suffice to show my grief. This isn't fair. 
