My Unexpected Education in U.S. Immigration Policy
Before I met my fiancé, I never had much interest in U.S. immigration policy, but then I had to go and fall in love with a man who is a Haitian citizen. We started the process of applying for his fiancé visa (K-1 visa) in February 2020, and it has been a roller coaster of heartache, hope, frustration, and impatience ever since. Do you have loved ones who can’t easily come to the U.S.? I can’t give any official advice on what you should do, but I can let you know what I have learned so far in my journey.
Love and Chocolate
About five minutes before he was due to arrive, I sliced the cake. My piece would be an ordinary sweet treat—something to go with my evening cup of decaf. But his piece of cake… his piece—or, rather, his reaction to it—would determine the course of the rest of my life.
Flight of the Broken
A heart-shaped patch of healthy flesh stood out against the burn scars that dotted my upper body. It was where the locket had protected me from the explosion. It was also one of the few parts of my body that was still human. The rest of me consisted of mismatched prosthetics that gave me a hideous limp and hands and arms that only worked half the time. But my wings… my wings always worked.
Heartache and Hope Away from My Love
In September of 2019, I met the love of my life. In December, I visited him in his native country of Haiti, which was where we got engaged. When I returned home, I filed a petition for him to get a fiancé visa so he could come to the U.S. to marry me.