Lawful Permanent Resident Hallelujah

Bello and I have had a very hard year. We’ve also had the best year of our life. That might sound contrary to our travel posts but it’s the truth.

As high as the highs from the road have been, the lows have been so far under, I need a marker to properly bury them.

Bello has started quoting and I started tweeting Charles Dickens.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way” –Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

Still, we count our blessings. We know our struggles are self inflicted. Stubborn, we refuse to give up on our dreams.

None of our stresses, mind you, are on the most stressful things in life list. It should however, tell you something, that I looked this up.

  1. Death of a spouse
  2. Divorce
  3. Marital separation
  4. Imprisonment
  5. Death of a close family member
  6. Personal injury or illness
  7. Marriage
  8. Dismissal from work
  9. Marital reconciliation
  10. Retirement

I’m pretty sure number 11 should be: Launching a new business, as a nomadic couple while working for yourself, while filing for dual citizenship.

We put a unique set of challenges in our hands.

Looming over our heads for the past five years, is the knowledge that we could be removed from each other’s lives. Logically, we could reason, that would never happen.

We took every step of the way, to ensuring Bello could stay in America, 100% by the books, legally.

Still, there are stories. We heard them. A similar instinct as offering “I had an aunt who died of cancer too, horrible. Just a terrible way to go.”

Those stories, are never helpful. I understand though, us humans, it’s sometimes how we relate. Acknowledging the horrifying by saying we’ve been there, we get it.

Standing at that gate in the airport, looking at my Husband, my heart was always in my throat. It was just, us. We knew, although illogical, the immigration officers held not just our passports, but the power to deny Bello entry, in their hands.

As of a few days ago, that is no longer the case. After three years of work, one lawyer, a nerve wrecking immigration interview and a tremendous amount of paperwork, Bello is now officially an Unconditional Permanent Legal Resident of the United States of America!

I am crying typing this, I knew I would.

I love this man. We have been through and seen, so much together already.

It’s a step. Bello wants to become a citizen, which means more work ahead.

In this moment of happiness, I hope our struggles have earned me a political note.

America is a land of immigrants. Historically we have hazed the hell out of people before we accepted them. Now, we all love pizza, order in Chinese food and go out for Mexican. St. Patty’s day, please we crush that. All part of the fabric of America, a country Bello and I both love.

Part of our hurry, our haste to file and file NOW, is the current political climate in America. United we stand, divided we fall America. Please remember not just who, but what you are voting for come election day this November 8th.

Now, climbing down from my high horse I will say, it’s my turn to prove myself. To face the paperwork, the fingerprints, the FBI background checks. My Italian citizenship is still, in the offing.

Oh the places we will go.

Find out what a Dual Citizenship interview is really like. If you’re on the path too, we welcome comments about your journey and yes, the current political climate.

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