It was a Tuesday night like any other, my children were already in bed, and I took a minute to check email. As I scrolled down my inbox deleting all kinds of spam offering giveaways or selling me from weigh loss products to Viagra, I ran into the email I've been waiting for for the last month. The Visa center finally emailed me with my final interview date for my permanent residency.
May 3rd, May 3rd, May 3rd!! A month away.I have a visa appointment in a month in CD Juarez, Mexico. I had to cover my mouth to keep from shouting from excitement and waking up the children. Emotions flooded me, from happiness and excitement, to fear and panic. I finally have a date, I know this is happening, but I don't know what the outcome will be.
The next morning I gave my children the news, this immigration process is as old as my son, so they are very familiar with the situation and words like, visa, green card, deportation, etc. The first words out of my son were, "what if the don't let you come back mommy?". My heart skipped a beat, what if they don't let me come back? I couldn't allow myself to think that. I told him not to worry, "we will cross that bridge when we come to it". My daughter wanted to know if we would have to move back to Mexico, do we have to leave school, leave our house, our friends, our pets? I told them all we could do was hope for the best. All those questions, all those worries, all the what ifs have made our lives a little more stressful that it needs to be. But it's almost over. It has been a long ten months. Ten months of waiting, ten months of wondering, ten months of not knowing and not being able to plan ahead, ten months of constant change, but it's almost over, I'm almost there.
On May 3rd I will know,I wont wonder anymore, I will be able to plan my future a little better, I'll know where I'll be. Weather it's the country that saw me come into this world, the country that saw me new and young, the country I call home. Or the country that saw me become and adult and change into who I am today, the country were my children were born. The country that my children call home.
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Do they give you the answer on the same day you have the interview? I hope so!!!!!! Are your kids going to go with you to Mexico?
I really really hope the outcome will be positive!!! Than at least you'll have a choice as to where to live, you'll be able to travel home whenever you feel like it, you can work and most importantly live without having to worry what might happen "if"...Keeping my fingers crossed, you're in our prayers!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That is such good news! How exciting!!
That is going to be a good day, Owain's birthday is May 3rd, and you know how lucky he is :)
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