A year has passed- Unbelievable. A year has passed and I am still here! Throughout this year I have experienced how it feels to have your heart broken. It is a pain, a physical pain that won’t let you eat or sleep. But God’s grace is amazing and I am still here -15 pounds less, And although I am still sad and still can’t sleep well. I am doing a little better than before.
I remember how on August 2nd the night before my deportation, I could not sleep thinking how am I going to fit 20 years of my life into these two suitcases?” I also remember walking around my neighborhood in the middle of the night staring at the outside of my house and thinking, “this may be the last time you see your home.”
So I tried to record in my head the last picture of my beautiful house. The same house my husband and I build with part of the money he earned when he was deployed to Iraq after the 9/11 attacks. How Ironic life can be! Who would have thought that I was going to have to leave my house and my husband would have to live in that house without me. We always thought we were going to grow old and die together in our home.
Recently I have been doing more interviews hoping that by keeping my story alive, I will be able to go back. I am and always be hoping and waiting for that email from Congressman Darren Soto letting me know that my private bill has passed and that I have to start packing because I am going back.
I always go to sleep and wake up asking for God to help me and make a miracle happen. I know that one day. He will hear me. But I also know that for now, I have to make the best of it and keep going- for my little one, for my oldest one, for myself.
In the meantime, I am counting the days until Christmas so that I can see my oldest child as she will be coming to visit me again. Seeing her beautiful face again is what keeps me going!
As always thank you for reading my blog, and if you can please sign my petition!