Fence Jumpers vs The Rednecks

Some people seriously amaze me. They are so ignorant and filled with hatred. I am sick of every discussion about immigration being centered around Mexicans. There millions of illegal immigrants in the US from around the world--not just Mexico or Latin America. There are "illegals" in the US from New Zealand, Australia ...and many other countries. Those people aren't singled out because they aren't brown. Gimme a break.

It is as ignorant to say that Mexicans are "fence jumpers" as it is for me to call white people who watch racing on Sundays "rednecks". I hope my daughter can grow up in a country that is diverse and proud of diversity. That is not the current state of the U.S. I'm not trying to be all political about it. I am living in the disaster that is current immigration law. To be quite honest, it sucks. I don't like not being able to live with my husband legally in the United States because of the hoops we have to jump through to do it legally.

I don't know if anybody is going to read this, or if it is simply a place for me to vent, but I'd sure like for people to hear my story and the MILLIONS of other stories from people around the world (not just in Mexico) who are in, or were in, similar situations. Something has got to change now.

By the way, my husband never jumped a fence.
Thanks for listening.

Tragic

Another deadly weekend across Mexico. The Mexican drug cartel is killing people left and right. How refreshing for our family. This weekend an American consulate worker was killed in Juarez--one of the most dangerous cities in the world, and the location of the US Embassy where interviews for visas are conducted. Really? The US can't find a better place to conduct the interviews? And Enrique really can't get a visa yet? Can we please be allowed to leave and come back to Utah? Whose ass do I have to kiss to get him a visa? What do we have to agree to?
Even though we do not live on a border town, fortunately, it pretty much sucks here. I miss the suburbs. I miss my teaching job. I miss my family and friends. I miss Utah. I love my husband and father of my child, so I am forced to choose. And, here we are.
There is a march in SLC this weekend for immigration reform. If you can go, please do. If you can't please keep us in your thoughts and prayers. Something has got to change to bring us home!
XOXO