1 + 1 + LOVE + FORGIVENESS + HARDWORK = 16 YEARS

Ist Christmas Together 1996

Blessed with someone who truly loves me, unconditionally despite my selfish ways.

He spoils me. I don’t chuck my oysters. I don’t peel my crawfish. I don’t even cut my meat (except at a restaurant) I don’t pump my gas. Now I have had to he isn’t here.  He told me if I was spoiled before when we are together again he is going to spoil me more.  I look forward to that. 

He doesn’t cheat on me or on anything. In his own words “The ONLY thing I have ever stolen is your heart”.

He is kind to everyone especially children and elderly. He puts YOUR feelings and comfort above his own. He has a great sense of humor. He is absolutely talented in building, drawing, sewing, cooking, and ever so knowledgeable in science, history, math, music and all things outdoors (fishing & camping).

You must, you just must understand that even though he drives me nuts with him being overprotective of me and his children (he also said he would do more of this, I don’t look forward to this), there is no way God made anyone better for me. When hard times come at us I have friends and family to remind ME how they too think he is a keeper.

I don’t just feel butterflies when I see him, I feel Noah’s Ark.

This Past Spring Break at the Fort Worth Zoo 2013

  
HAPPY 16TH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY!

I look forward to spending more family time the way only we could enjoy.

This is how we spend time together.  Working on projects. <3

This is how we spend time together. Working on projects. ❤

I’m the better Parent, He’s the better Parent (repeat)

I have been on a standstill waiting on these passports. J finally got his Mexican ID and is making a trip to the city to get it done at the American Consulate Today. Still I have to wait for all the documentation to reach me so I can send to the Passport Agency.

Only a few more days of school, seven days to be exact, sadly the beginning of summer does not mean goodbye to Houston. Not yet. The good news is that Johnny’s excited about starting Summer ACE (after school program that runs for a month after school is out). They usually get two field trips a week and as he expressed his excitement to me, Manuel whines “I don’t want to go to Summer ACE”.

“Why my love? You will have fun! I wish I could go to Summer ACE so I can go to the zoo, aquarium, and lots of other places.”

“I want to go to Mexico with my daddy. I want to play King Kong.” 

I promised him that as soon as Summer ACE is done, we would go. I pray daily, hourly that I can keep that promise, but there is still so much that has to get done.

I told J, then I thought the phone had disconnected, I yelled, “Babe!? Amores!? HELLO!?” He whispered, “Give me a minute”.

I guess I should stop telling him such stories.

Yesterday, we (My best friend Chrissy and I) decided to take them to Sylvan Beach for some Memorial Day fun.

We haven’t been since March and by this time if J was here they would have already had several trips, with several catches of fish under their belts, and we would have had some very delicious fish fries.

 

Texas Parks and Wildlife - Cleburne State Park

Texas Parks and Wildlife – Cleburne State Park

Johnny asked for his fishing reel and tackle box. When I told Manuel to grab his he said “I don’t want to fish today, I want to fish with my daddy”.

I didn’t tell J that I was taking them until we returned home. He didn’t like me to have them take baths while he was at work, for fear they will drown & I didn’t want to worry him. I think we did pretty good just us girls with the kids. Except for one thing we forgot. Sun block. It wouldn’t have happened on J’s watch.

The boys stayed home Today from school from the pain. Well at least I’m not the one who withdraws them early from school to take them fishing.

 

Finding our way back

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I thought it was the cutest thing when his teachers told me Manuel is going around telling everyone at school he is moving to China. One of his teachers began to wonder if J was Asian. It’s not Manuel’s fault, daddy tells them they are Chinese. It’s not Manuel’s fault, daddy asks him to translate what Asian people say, when we hear them near us. It’s not his Manuel’s fault, daddy shouts, “Look, there’s your uncle/aunt!”, when we drive past one on the street.

This story, tickled me.

kids in their Karate Movie nite attire

I heard he was acting up at school, and a teacher told him to behave or else she would call his daddy. His eyes began to fill, and he snapped “I DON’T HAVE A DADDY”. Thankfully she inquired about it with another teacher, and they were able to talk to him. They Explain that he did have a daddy, and that he would be with him real soon.

This story, I cried.

J told me he has had nothing but unpleasant dreams. Except for one, he dreamed he was at home here in Pasadena. I was doing laundry and the kids were all in the living room. He said in his dream he knew it wouldn’t last long. He told the kids “Hurry up! Come give me a hug, before a wake up”.
Again I whimpered.

I received a letter in the mail from U.S Department of the State of Houston’s Passport Agency. They denied the kids Passport Applications. Now I am on a time crunch to get the proper paperwork before I have to start all over again.

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Why on Earth?

Wish I could say we are retiring early. That we won the lotto and are escaping from the zombie relatives coming back from the dead for their cut. That we have planned for years, and it’s been our lifelong dream.

The truth is, it was a fear that someday it would happen. If you have known J and I the 16 years (this May 30th) we been married, then perhaps you know he had lived here illegally for majority of those years.

ICE knocked on our door one morning, April 17th, 2013, and deported him to his birth land. Although he has lived here since a toddler, he considers himself an American, USA is all he knows but he feels he does not belong anywhere. U.S. does not want him and Mexico is not his home.

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He does belong with his family. That would be ME, Johnny (10), Manuel (6), and Elaina (3).

I didn’t always feel this way. After they deported him in the first few years of marriage, I was ready to move on. He has always said he wanted to grow old with me. He returned because I would not go and has not relinquished his commitment to me or his kids for one second.

I may have been afraid to move before; okay I am still afraid. I do want to move. It now sounds exciting. I look forward to our new adventures. I get to live in another country! I get to go visit clear blue beaches. Like the ones we visited when we were in Florida. Even better they will now be our beaches.

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J has all of our hearts, and maybe some of yours.

You don’t scare me! I have a daughter.

Barton Springs in Austin TX, L: Aiden our little friend, Manuel, Johnny, J, & Elaina

Barton Springs in Austin TX, L: Aiden our little friend, Manuel, Johnny, J, & Elaina

J knows I have a lot on my plate and asked me to send him the kids.  If I did, I could slow down and get everything taken care of.  I said, “no”, because the boys are still in school . I don’t know if it will matter in Mexico if they finish this year or not but it matters to me.

It is exhausting, he used to take the boys to school every morning (I got to sleep in). He also used to cook most of our meals, especially our weekend meals. They miss him so much. Manuel says “we can’t play King Kong anymore”. Johnny is very quiet and has this gloomy look upon his face. He was his daddies shadow, from the moment they got home they talked animals, fishing, camping, and watching river monsters. How can I possibly fill that void?

I know they would all rather be with their daddy, including Elaina, as she too would leave my side to climb all over him. If I had to go out, none protested that they wanted to come with me. I had to bribe Elaina if I wanted company by cooing: “I am going shooooopppinnng! I will buy you a toy!” or “Want to go to Tina’s house?”

It’s hard with Elaina. We are not used to leaving her. Well I could leave her with anybody if they showed any interest. J wouldn’t deem this acceptable and I am trying to do things as he would want them done. She is a handful. I can’t take her everywhere, especially when I am dealing with important documents where I have to pay attention.

He suggested I send her. I know he wants them. I know he misses all of them. I know it would be easier with just the boys. I know she misses him and she would be extremely happy. I know she could not be safer with anyone else. I know I will see her in just two months. I know I would have so much more patience with the boys, because I get so impatient due to her “I am a princess attitude”. (Where did she learn that?) I also know as I glance over at her and she is scattering Cheerios all over the floor and wiping her milky fingers all over her shirt, that I don’t know, if I have it in me, to part with her.

What I’m scared of? Not seeing her for two months, not seeing her every night. I am weak and can’t accept this temporary change.

American Passports

I knew one of the first things I had to get the ball rolling on, was passports. The faster I got them, the faster I could leave. Except you need money, which I didn’t have enough of thanks to our spending habits. I got an extra check from hubby’s last job, quickly withdrew the boys out of school, my thoughts were I better do it now that I have the money. You know because a fart would last longer in my hands.

We arrive at the post office only to find out they stop processing passports at 3 pm. We were 5 minutes late. They were testing at school the next day, so I had to grip that money tight for yet another day.

May 1st we finally got it done. Three passports, ball rolling! Yeah I know three; they accepted paperwork only for the kids. They took one look at my birth certificate and didn’t accept it. Apparently, if you have the short form, a specific letter has to be on it. I was told I had to order the long form. *eye roll*

I tried to get it done at the local Pasadena office, but they only print short forms and there was no guarantee that the letter would be on it. *eye roll*

Why did I ask the boys if they wanted to go back to school? Discovery green with my kids the rest of the day.

I ordered my Long Form Birth Certificate on-line the next day. It finally came in on Monday, May, 13. It takes about six weeks for the passports to come in so I am like three weeks behind the kids. I am going Today, to get mine.

Passports:
You must have: (1) Birth Certificate (get anything you might need your birth certificate for, taken care of before, as they keep it and will mail it back to you by mail), (2) ID, (3) DS-11 form filled out, & (4) DS-3053 Parental Consent Notarized or both parents must be present.

(5) Passport picture (you can’t duck face, be wearing anything in your hair or have glasses on). We took our pictures at the post office $15.00 USD each. You can take them at Walgreens and CVS too but a friend told me she went to Walgreens and the post office did not accept them so she had to retake them. She paid twice.

US Passport Book: Adults $110.00 + $25.00 USD execution fee (each). Good for 10 years, used to travel by air, water or land. Minors (16 & under): $80.00 + $25.00 USD execution fee (each). Good for 5 years, used to travel by air, water or land.

US Passport Card: Adults $30.00 + $25.00 USD execution fee (each). Good for 10 years, used to travel by water or land. Minors (16 & under): $15.00 + $25.00 USD execution fee (each). Good for 5 years, used to travel by water or land.

I’m getting the book incase I have to come back for rental properties or other emergencies, but the kids is only good for five years I doubt we will have the income to fly home anytime soon, so got them cards.

Double, Dual, Two, Duo, Dos

Dual Citizenship will be more of a hair pulling, pain in the butt kind of ordeal. It’s hard enough to deal with American Passports, but dealing with the Mexican Consulate will be a task to say the least. I at least speak Spanish and can understand what they are telling me. How Americans deal with them with the language barrier, I think they would have to hire an attorney to get anything done.

Most friends travel into Mexico as a Tourist and they have so many days they can spend there. I don’t know too much about that and I have not researched it.

There is a FM3 Visa: Basically, saying you’re only staying 5 years or less. If you decide to stay longer you can renew.

There is also a FM2: You plan to stay indefinitely. I could go on this but I wouldn’t be able own property or I wouldn’t be considered for any restaurant, secretarial, washing dishes type jobs. Nationals get first dibs on jobs, and employers have to prove to their government officials why a national could not do the job if I were chosen. Not that I actually want some of those jobs but if hard times are ahead of us, then I will take what I can get. Beggars can’t be choosy.

Those are your choices if you want to live in Mexico. You can’t apply for Dual Citizenship till after you have lived there for at least 2-5 years.

In our case, the only break we have gotten is that J is from Mexico so the kids can qualify for this automatically. Like American passport rules, he would have to provide his Birth Certificate but in addition his ID, they will mail those items back. Please don’t take what I have been told, or what I perceive as the truth, written in stone. It feels that every time I call the consulate I am told differently.

As for my Dual Citizenship, it will be a bit complicated but I want to do mine before I leave, unfortunately, I don’t get in because of marriage. I would also have to prove my parents are from Mexico. My mom was born in Durango, except mom died when I was twelve. I am counting on my aunt, who says there is still family there that can go to their local government office and LOOK for it. Nothing is online and they literally have to search for it.

Why do I need a Dual Citizenship? I want the opportunity to buy land in Mexico, get utilities, internet, a phone, all under my name, & get any job I might be qualified for.
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Peace! I mean DUECE!