Wednesday, November 10, 2010

APPROVED!!!

Yes, you read correctly!  Our I-601 waiver has been approved!  Which means The Dreamer will be getting a visa soon and returning to the US!  We're so excited and yet also in awe, not quite believing how quickly our lives can go from stormy seas to sunshine within the span of a 5 minute phone call.  I can't really describe it, but it's almost as if we've been living in a snow globe that someone has been vigorously shaking for the past three years and all of a sudden they've set our snow globe down.  It's still going to take some time for all the swirling to stop and for all the snow to settle.  I guess that's how my emotions feel - like everything is still swirling - and it's going to take some time to process it all.  But we are definitely HAPPY, and so RELIEVED!!!

But, we don't have the visa in our hands yet, so please pray that this last little bit of the process goes smoothly.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

All I can do has been done . . . .

Our revised I-601 packet, which ended up consisting of over 3 lbs worth of paper, is now en route to the Embassy in Lima.  Hallelujah!

I feel like it is the only thing I have done for the past 2.5 weeks.  I ate, slept and drank extreme hardship, searching for every last grain of whatever could be used in support of our case.  And in the end, it was VERY hard to stop revising, but I managed to do it and I'm finally satisfied.  I have done EVERYTHING in my power to ensure that our waiver is approved and now it is all in the hands of the Lima USCIS Field Office Director.  Come on October!  Get here fast, so that we can finally carry on with our lives and begin to make plans again!

I got so much satisfaction and, I must admit, pride out of the finished packet that I managed to put together, that I have actually been looking into what it takes to become a paralegal.  So . . . here we go with the plans already . . . when The Dreamer makes it back here, I'm thinking we'll both attend university together.  The Dreamer was really close to finishing a bachelor's degree in accounting when he ran out of money to continue his schooling and moved to the U.S., so he would like to study to get his Bachelor's degree, this time in finance with a specialty in investment.  He is in love with the stock market.  I already have my Bachelor's of Arts in Spanish, so I would probably study to get either my Master's or a certificate in paralegal studies.

I can just imagine us going off to college together, meeting up in between classes for lunch, studying in the evenings at home at our side-by-side desks, ah, so romantic, hahaha.  Of course, all of this is pending approval, but I have to admit, for the first time in three years I'm actually feeling fairly positive about the future! 




Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Preparing for the worst, but still hoping for the best

After turning in our I-601 waiver packet, I stumbled across this wonderful website: www.immigrate2us.net .  This is an amazing resource for anyone going through any type of immigration proceeding.  There's tons of detailed information and even more people who are going through the exact same thing that are more than willing to offer a helping hand or a sympathetic ear.  I only wish that I had found this resource sooner.

Since finding this website I have discovered that my lawyer is not NEARLY as knowledgeable as I would have hoped or expected considering the amount of money we have payed him and the amount of trust we've place in him.  And that's really scary.  I've also realized how short and unorganized my hardship letter must appear in comparison to what others have submitted.  And I've even come up with new hardship arguments that I could have used, but failed to realize earlier.  So . . . I've been a bit worried about what we will find out when October comes around.

On the flip side, The Dreamer is still positive.  And I'm extremely grateful for that.  We have a strong belief that God is in control and that despite the apparent insufficiency of our waiver packet, perhaps miracles do happen.  So I am trying to have faith and say "when" The Dreamer returns, instead of "if" The Dreamer returns when discussing the issue.

At the same time, however, I do feel that it would be negligent on my part not to prepare for the worst, just in case.  So I have been trying to investigate the options we have for recourse if our waiver packet gets denied.  I know that we will only have 30 days from the denial to turn in some form of new paperwork, so I have begun organizing and writing it all.  I think that I will probably forgo the use of our lawyer if the extra paperwork becomes necessary, because to be honest, I'm quite disappointed with the service he has provided thus far.

Please keep us in your prayers, because we do believe that prayer makes a difference.  And I can't even imagine the joy that I will feel WHEN The Dreamer and I receive news of an approval.  Just imagine lots of dancing, crying, laughing, jumping up and down and screaming "WE'RE APPROVED!", probably followed by an awe-struck, unbelieving silence.  (Or maybe it will be the silence first and the celebration second?  Who cares, just so long as it happens.)

Done Justifying

It doesn’t matter how long we knew each other before we started dating or how long we were engaged before we got married.  It doesn’t matter the circumstances under which we met, either.  If we were two Americans or two Peruvians there would never be a question of motives.
 
When I met my husband, he was 36 years old.  He had been in the U.S. for over 7 years and if he had wanted to marry “for papers” he could have done it in much less than that amount of time, but that was never his plan.  As a 36-year-old man, though, he was ready to settle down.  He was looking for a nice girl with whom he could spend the rest of his life and create a family with.  Now, if my husband were a 36-year-old American, this would not be at all odd.  In fact, it might be considered quite common.   But, because he’s from Peru, everyone wants to automatically think that he was just looking for a way to get legal.

But, I know that my husband loves me and he knows that I love him and, above all, God knows that we love each other.  We’re the only three that are truly able to judge our situation and it angers me that I would ever have to stand trial as to the validity of my marriage to anyone else.

My parents never had to explain why they love each other or prove that love and neither have any of my married friends or family members.  And I’m sure that there are American citizen couples who marry for less virtuous reasons than just pure love.  There are people that marry every day for money, but not even they have to stand trial and explain their motivations.  So why should I?

I’m done trying to gain the acceptance of others.  Let them think what they will.  God, The Dreamer and I know the truth, and that’s all that matters.


Monday, June 21, 2010

Oh, the agony . . .

Waiting is so hard!  I have been obsessing about our waiver and counting down the days until we receive a response, fearful that instead of counting down the days to the happiest day of my life, I may be counting down the days to the worst.  I have been endlessly browsing immigration forums, analyzing hardship letters, calculating processing times of other cases . . . I have become obsessed, worrying about whether or not my "extreme hardship" is "extreme" enough, wondering how we will manage financially if we are condemned to live the next 7+ years in Peru, remembering all the challenges I faced while in Peru.  My brain is on thought overload.  And I still have 4 months to go (according to my incessant analysis of other recent cases) before I am put out of my misery.  It's torture :-(

Sunday, June 20, 2010

With or Without "Inspection" - Does it Really Matter?

I refuse to allow anyone to make me feel ashamed of mine and The Dreamer's situation.  I know that it is the law of man and not the law of God that deemed my husband "illegal" and that anyone who knows us and has interacted with us on any kind of level, at any point in our lives, would vouch for our integrity, not just as a couple, but also as individuals.  For this reason, I tend to be very open about our situation in my day-to-day life.  The majority of the US population is ignorant to all things involving immigration and I enjoy the opportunity to educate through my experience when given the chance.  It's usually akward at first, explaining that my husband was deported, especially when I don't know the person's political views regarding the issue, but I never lie about the situation regardless of their political beliefs, because, afterall, those that agree with me aren't those that need to be educated.

I have yet to have a person tell me to my face that my husband deserved to be deported.  And to be honest, I'm not a huge fan of confrontation, so I'm grateful for that.  Instead, everyone expresses some form of sympathy, shock at the injustice of the situation and hope that The Dreamer will be granted a visa to return to the US as soon as possible.  What they don't realize, though, is that despite their supposed support for The Dreamer and I, many of them are not on our side.  They focus on the fact that The Dreamer entered the country on a visa and use that fact to distinguish him from the many other undocumented immigrants who enter the country "without inspection" and then build the case that because The Dreamer entered with inspection, he is somehow more "correct" than those that enter without.  In other words, they're on our side only because The Dreamer was lucky enough to get a tourist visa before entering the country.

Now I know, on a practical level, for those American citizens wanting to spend the rest of their lives with an immigrant who entered without inspection, that that little fact makes a world of difference, but only because the law distinguishes between those that entered with inspection and those that entered without.  When The Dreamer was still in the US and we had plans to adjust status I felt one-hundred percent blessed by the fact that he had entered the country on a visa.  Visas are hard to come by in Peru and the fact that he had one, even an expired one, gave us better options for the future than those without.  But, in the end, it didn't matter how he had entered the country, he was deported just the same.

My question is this - why is it more "correct" to use a tourist visa to immigrate to the US than it is to cross the border without one?  In both cases the purpose is the same - to better one's life.  And in both cases the end result is the same - a person who was not given legal permission to make a life for themselves in the US is doing so.  In both cases someone is working without permission to work and someone is "unlawfully present".  The one doesn't have any more or less integrity than the other.

One commenter on a blog that I frequent chose to refer to those that enter with inspection as entering through the "front door" and those that enter without inspection as entering through the "back door", and then implied that the choice of which door to use was determined by the immigrant.  But, the truth is that those that choose to immigrate to our country aren't given the choice of which door to use - if they were, I don't know of anyone who wouldn't choose the "front door" - but the choice isn't theirs because more often than not the "front door" is closed, locked and dead bolted against their knocking.

It would be easy to accept the kind rationalization of those who "support immigration, just not illegal immigration" when they confirm the injustice of my situation based on the fact that The Dreamer was trying to do things the "correct" way, but I'm not ignorant to the difficulty involved in obtaining a visa, and I don't think that those that enter "without inspection" are any less "correct" than my husband.  So, thank you for your support, but your NOT on my side.



Sunday, June 13, 2010

Our Story . . .

So, I've just learned how to use pages and "Our Story" is now up.  Check it out via the link at the top of the page to find out how we arrived at our current situation.