I am goin' to back up this blog to about 1/2010.
We finally had all we wanted, we had the beautiful house, relocated closer to family, kids loved their new home, schools and friends, husband had a good job and I was actually able to stay home for once and be a mom and wife.... then everything changed 1/21/2010.
January 21st my husband (legal permanent resident) was detained by 4 ICE officers. I was lost and did not no which way to turn. As they brought my husband out and walked him in front of me in hand cuffs with 4 men walking behind him, his head down and tears falling from his cheeks all that would come out of my mouth was "I love you." He looked at me and said "everything will be ok"...
I proceeded to ask one of the officers what was going on and he threw me a card with just a phone number (no name) and that we was being detained for deportation processing. He then told me to stop talking to my husband as he is standing with him right in front of me! I replied very aggresively and told him to get him the "F#%$ out of my face with him" then and ran to my car. I looked in my rear view mirror and saw them standing there putting him into a suv. I turned on my car to leave and had no clue where to go or what to do. I remember banging my head against the window because I just wanted them to leave already! Then my children started running through my mind and how was I going to go home without their father. So I called my mom and from the pieces that I can remember I was just screaming to my mom, "help me mom they took Felix..." And begged her to not say anything to the kids. Somehow I ended up @ my mother in laws house and started to call attornies. About 1 hr later I got a call from my husband and all he could say is, "please get me out of here." By this time I have everyone calling me wanting answers and I had none to give. I felt so alone, my mom and kids where @ home 8 hrs away and I was scared.
After hiring attornies I had to finally get back home to my kids... It was soo hard to leave because I felt like everything was unfinished and i was abandoning my husband. I finally worked up the courage and made the drive home. Meanwhile he had been transfered to a detention center in Lancaster, CA. and that was the beginning of our fight for our family!
After months of driving a total of 12 hrs every saturday to visit him and not missing a visit and fighting for a "stay" we finally realized along with the attornies and thousands of dollars later that we where not going to come out winners in the good ol' US OF A=( on 3/30/2010 his last court date and also our daughters birthdate we decided to throw in the towel and his deportation to Mexico began. I went home talked to my kids and all 3 of them where ready to go to Mexico to be with "Papi.." I wasnt even able to get to the part of asking the kids. After I told them what happen to court our oldest (15) yr old, said ok when do we go to Mexico. Our poor babies had never been parted from their dad and from January 21st up to 3/30/10 they where not able to see them. That was not an option for him, he said he did not want the kids seeing him in the detention center. So they could not wait to see him.....
My next blog will be the day he came home (to mexico) 4/1/2010