I've been in the US on and off since 1988 and this is about the worst time I can remember for being an undocumented worker.
There seems to be no tolerance of immigrants anymore, we're all written off as a threat to the country's security, but we're Americans really, at the end of the day.
There's something ridiculously maudlin about hearing all those songs about going "home" at Christmas when you don't dare board a plane for fear of being banned from re-entry.
The old Irish songs used to commemorate the people who couldn't return to Ireland because the journey was too arduous. It's just as arduous now, even though it's only a five-hour plane ride.
There has to be a sensible way out of this. I hope so, because I don't think I can spend another 12 months living in the shadows.