Day #376 -
Ah...I just feel so defeated. I'd like to start this entry off with some positivity, but it's difficult to find these days. We got to skype with Gary today, so that was really nice. I always feel a lot better when we get to "see" each other. Even if it is through a computer screen.
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
The mountain of patience
Day #359 -
Well, we're still alive. At the end of our ropes, but still alive. I feel like I'm in a marathon, getting towards the end with the finish line in sight and I've been stopped by a mountain called patience. What is patience anyway?? Its hard to keep patience when you haven't seen your husband in a year.
Well, we're still alive. At the end of our ropes, but still alive. I feel like I'm in a marathon, getting towards the end with the finish line in sight and I've been stopped by a mountain called patience. What is patience anyway?? Its hard to keep patience when you haven't seen your husband in a year.
Friday, November 9, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Lies
Day #324 -
Somethings happened to my blog. I attempted to put a widget in a couple of weeks back and since then half of my toolbar went away and everything looks different. SO I haven't written because of that. But I can't figure out how to fix it, so I guess I'll just go with it. Please excuse any spelling errors, as I no longer have spell check!
Somethings happened to my blog. I attempted to put a widget in a couple of weeks back and since then half of my toolbar went away and everything looks different. SO I haven't written because of that. But I can't figure out how to fix it, so I guess I'll just go with it. Please excuse any spelling errors, as I no longer have spell check!
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Pointless circles
Day #310-
It's almost been a year now since I last saw my husband. One might think I'd get used to him not being around. One might think I'd continue on with my daily business until I saw him again. But this is not the case. Each day I grow more and more depressed, more lost without him. Chloe asks about her Daddy more and more. She talks about him a lot and says she likes his hugs and kisses best.
It's almost been a year now since I last saw my husband. One might think I'd get used to him not being around. One might think I'd continue on with my daily business until I saw him again. But this is not the case. Each day I grow more and more depressed, more lost without him. Chloe asks about her Daddy more and more. She talks about him a lot and says she likes his hugs and kisses best.
Saturday, September 15, 2012
Bye bye waiver
Day #299 -
Well, where to begin. Our lawyer attempted to fight the fraud charge with the Consulate in Dublin. They just sent us the completed form, with both the fraud charge and the overstay charge, along with the box checked stating that we're eligible to file the I-601 waiver. They haven't responded to Lois Capps office, who has sent two inquiries now. I'm really frustrated but not surprised.
Well, where to begin. Our lawyer attempted to fight the fraud charge with the Consulate in Dublin. They just sent us the completed form, with both the fraud charge and the overstay charge, along with the box checked stating that we're eligible to file the I-601 waiver. They haven't responded to Lois Capps office, who has sent two inquiries now. I'm really frustrated but not surprised.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Go fraud yourself
Day #289
After running around like a maniac for the past few weeks trying to get everything to our attorney to get the waiver together while going to school full time and fighting separation anxiety with Chloe, we have been hit with some very bad news. Right now I am so sad, I can't think straight. I know the anger will come soon enough.
After running around like a maniac for the past few weeks trying to get everything to our attorney to get the waiver together while going to school full time and fighting separation anxiety with Chloe, we have been hit with some very bad news. Right now I am so sad, I can't think straight. I know the anger will come soon enough.
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