Immigration-The Process Begins!
I've found an immigration lawyer to assist in bringing my fiance to the US. I've spent a few days going through everything-we have to PROVE we've been in an ongoing relationship.
As if 9 Turkish tourist visas in my passport aren't enough. Erg, no, they're not. I didn't save all of our emails. We live together for chrissakes! I've printed out all of the my emails to him, his emails to me (I deleted most of them) for the past 2 years. I dug through and found a few letters he wrote me when I was still living in London. Luckily I saved the envelopes, which are postmarked.
And now he sees WHY I never throw anything away!
I printed out blog entries about him. I have to take the digital photos of us to a printer and print them out and write a story about each one. The deal is though, since there's only 2 OF US, for most of our memories, there wasn't a 3rd person to hold the camera.
He suggests making a porn video and submitting it to the government for evidence. Uh, yeah, no.
So I'm scrambling around trying to find the documentation our our life together. Luckily we have a rental contract with both of our names on it. But we don't have a joint bank account, etc.
Hopefully we'll have the submission package to the lawyer by the middle of next week.
Wish us luck. Once the US government approves that we have indeed been in a relationship, the package goes to someplace else in the USA, then it goes to the American Embassy in Ankara, Turkey. Then he goes for the visa appointment (after a thorough medical check). The Consular Official decides if it is all kosher. Then he can come to the US, where he has to successfully pass through the Immigration Official.
And the time frame before he can come to the US? 9 MONTHS!!!!
But our chins are up, we're gonna do this. We may have to be apart for most of it, which is retarded. We've been LIVING together for 18 months, and now that we start the immigration process we may have to be APART for 9 months?!
Plus the bastards will steal the love letters written and post-marked envelopes, you know, the sappy mementos you keep forever.
Whatever. A fiance visa is still easier than a spousal visa, go figure.
Any love you can send our way is much appreciated. Wheels turn slow in developing countries.
I don't need elegance. I'll buy a dress from Wal-Mart. We'll eat hot dogs on paper plates. I just wanna marry this dude! We're gonna have a big, fat celebratory wedding once he's in the US. It will probably be a bit hokey, but everyone will be invited.
As if 9 Turkish tourist visas in my passport aren't enough. Erg, no, they're not. I didn't save all of our emails. We live together for chrissakes! I've printed out all of the my emails to him, his emails to me (I deleted most of them) for the past 2 years. I dug through and found a few letters he wrote me when I was still living in London. Luckily I saved the envelopes, which are postmarked.
And now he sees WHY I never throw anything away!
I printed out blog entries about him. I have to take the digital photos of us to a printer and print them out and write a story about each one. The deal is though, since there's only 2 OF US, for most of our memories, there wasn't a 3rd person to hold the camera.
He suggests making a porn video and submitting it to the government for evidence. Uh, yeah, no.
So I'm scrambling around trying to find the documentation our our life together. Luckily we have a rental contract with both of our names on it. But we don't have a joint bank account, etc.
Hopefully we'll have the submission package to the lawyer by the middle of next week.
Wish us luck. Once the US government approves that we have indeed been in a relationship, the package goes to someplace else in the USA, then it goes to the American Embassy in Ankara, Turkey. Then he goes for the visa appointment (after a thorough medical check). The Consular Official decides if it is all kosher. Then he can come to the US, where he has to successfully pass through the Immigration Official.
And the time frame before he can come to the US? 9 MONTHS!!!!
But our chins are up, we're gonna do this. We may have to be apart for most of it, which is retarded. We've been LIVING together for 18 months, and now that we start the immigration process we may have to be APART for 9 months?!
Plus the bastards will steal the love letters written and post-marked envelopes, you know, the sappy mementos you keep forever.
Whatever. A fiance visa is still easier than a spousal visa, go figure.
Any love you can send our way is much appreciated. Wheels turn slow in developing countries.
I don't need elegance. I'll buy a dress from Wal-Mart. We'll eat hot dogs on paper plates. I just wanna marry this dude! We're gonna have a big, fat celebratory wedding once he's in the US. It will probably be a bit hokey, but everyone will be invited.
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