Writing in Light

Well, my eyes are now open. The eye specialist today in Kiriyat Shmona confirmed it . The cornea is healed but I still have to put long term drops and night cream. Funny. This time when I visited the specialist , he coldn't understand what I meant when I said that it was a very interesting week and handed him a bulk of papers from the four emergency room visits.

It's been quite an experience, but I'm back in full swing, reconnecting with the lessons of this four day ordeal and applying this greater understanding to daily life. I've already written about this experience in words. And it was self-revealing. The understanding I have received is indeed a gift.

in the end, I'm not coming to the States for a quick six day bureaucratic run around with Haim's immigrant visa papers during Peasach vacation. We have five short months to wait and see the turn over and writing is now taking a bit of a back burner, unfortunately. Hopefully but only for a little while. (Actually I was able to write a pretty decent article for suite 101 but little with the other freelance areas of writing) This red tape is extremely bureaucratic. Lots of web chats with the US, today's Athens phone calls and probably again tomorrow, yesterday's web chat again. Emails flying everywhere. Today and yesterday phone calls with the US embassy in Tel Aviv. I can just go on and on and eventually, write a book just about it. (this experience reminds me so much of the movie "Greencard")

I'm in the zone for maintaining control over everything and anything we need to do, because once we cross the Atlantic, that will be it.

The policies also change all the time. Just yesterday, I was booking a flight with a travel agent to file the alien petition and today Haim was told that we can now send the application to the US embassy in Athens without my presence in the States. Whew! Another $1400 we would probably have to shell out.

And all this to wait it out for a mere six months. Six months?? This is crazy crazy world we live in.

I'm glad I'm too innocent and green in my thoughts to understand the complex side of the way bureacrats think. All I know, is that I need to translate our marriage certificate, get documents notarized and show proof of residency and pay the bloody $190 application fee for opening more of life's options and doors to the next chapter in our lives...

Why does it have to be incredibly complicated and complex? All we want is a little bit of piece of mind? writing in light... Does this mean I can see the light? I guess so...