WaitingSince2012 said:
Well I had proof, my passport being stamped, tickets, boarding pass and airport tax for all my trips.
They did, one being that the marriage is not genuine, how he only want to gain status in Canada (mind you, we got married in Toronto and we were living together before he left plus we have a house together). Also that there is no proof that he supports our son. No evidence that we communicate because I was using calling cards and he would call from the internet. But the main one was that the marriage was not genuine.
Like you said the other day, April, May, and this will be a distant memory. A distant memory your kids can talk about in time to come. A time that you can talk about that if you want something bad enough, patience, and the determination and trust will get you through anything.
Let this be a lesson!
Honestly, that is what I keep reminding myself. If you and your spouse, in fact, any one of us can put up with this BS. Even if it wasn't red tape, and a couple just had to put up with the effort of putting together the application, supporting documentations, time away from each other etc...this will make the relationship so much stronger with such trust and dedication This is what give me the patience, to know that we eh playin' de @$$ here, we here together on a mission of one!
*sighs*
Just thinking about what we have to go through does get me not necessary emotional to cry or anything, but is thankful! I think that's the word (unless someone else has a better one), "Thankful" that we have a spouse, someone else who is willing to give up time in their live to be with us. It doesn't matter who is sponsoring, it’s just the hardship we go through to be together. This is what cools me down when my wife is upset with this process, or personal issues, coupled with all of this "BS" we have to go through. I just listen and let her vent. This is small'ting', within the big picture.
I'll say that I’m young, being 35, growing up in Canada (20+years) , I never really felt the I would meet someone like her (the life style here, and what I grew up with are totally different). Someone with similar thoughts, future goals, believes, and family values. Then to meet that person (900 freaking miles away ; F@WK me), and have to put up all of the app processing and BS), it honestly makes the fight even more fierce. I ain't fkn around, I’m here to fight, to cut A $$, and move forward, and come out guns blazin. It’s either ALL of none – no slackness.
This is why I fight. I have so much respect for you guys that are in this with me. Separate cases, but one fight.
OKOK enough of this emotion sheit, move along, move along *pushes tdguy, move nah boy!, stop w yuh crying *dohh worry padna, yuh go see yuh gyul soon in London* lol blow yuh nose, wipe your tears, and get yuh backside to WOK!!
Happy Monday my friends, last week done, this is a new one, may we get good news, or have a pleasant week, and keep our heads high.
Like I tell my Cadets every day, Shoulders Up, Back Down, Chins up, look proud!
Cheers
Ryan
PS: My @$$ buss', went snowboarding on Sunday, and ohhhhgowsh! Meh back, me leg, meh waist, meh belly/what abs I do have, flick! Everything hutin' + AND I GET SICK! Chest pain congestion and all - taking meds to fight it, its helping alil. I think I fall down more than I actually snowboarded! I might go again next week!
