Who I am - Page 3

Originally Posted by fabfranky

Full disclosure..... I'm NOT the applicant, I'm not Franky. I'm his ex boyfriend.

When we got together almost 4 years ago I had NO CLUE whatsoever what I was getting into in many ways, but mainly with what his life was really like "not having papers". To me it was like, so what you are "mine" and I'll take care of you. I'll handle bank accounts, money, all of that. What I didn't fully appreciate was that he was held back in this country from ever really growing up. He would never have a US ID, never have a SSN, never have his own bank account, never have a legit job in his name, never legally drive, he would forever have this quiet secret that he was not here legally even though this is really the only country he has ever known. Even though we got together when he was 18, he was still a junior in High School, and just transferring into this school district for his senior year was the biggest hassle ever. We had to sit in the auditorium for three days trying to get them to let him in without a SSN or birth certificate even though he had valid transcripts from his previous school district nearby in Texas. Finally I just signed off the enrollment papers forging them so we could get him enrolled. I went to extremes by getting fake ID's from China so we could go to clubs, then had to fight like hell just to find his original birth certificate from Mexico. After getting his birth certificate I found out that in Texas there is NO driver's license without a SSN. So I established a residence in New Mexico where we could get a real Driver's License for him. Off to New Mexico we went with his birth certificate and high school diploma. We got his Matrícula Consular ID card & Mexican Passport there and came back to Texas to wait..... in the mean time we broke up so we never went back to complete the task of getting his New Mexico DL. Even if we had it was all based on lies of sham residence in New Mexico etc etc etc - and still he would have NO SSN, no bank account in his name, no ability to establish credit, to pass simple apartment like background checks etc. And the ever present, distant, and unlikely possibility of deportation just depending on the general mood of a given police dept if there was ever an issue.

When Obama announced Deferred Action I was sobbing in tears, I knew what it could mean for him. I called him to tell him, but he was stoic (A person who can endure pain or hardship without showing their feelings or complaining.) It's been hard to learn what it's been like for him and even as close as I am to all of it, I will never have had to experience it as he has. We've been broke up for about a year and just yesterday his status on his case changed to "On April 5, 2013, we ordered production of your new card. Please allow 30 days for your card to be mailed to you." I cried so damn hard seeing that lol. I composed myself before letting him know because I knew that he would not be crying and stuff, he would be as he always is, cautiously guarded - after so many times of hearing "no" I guess Dreamers get a very thick skin cuz it just hurts too bad to hope sometimes.

His EAD Card will arrive soon, then off to the Social Security Office, then to get his Texas Driver's License, then to the tax office to transfer his car that he paid for into his name, to the bank to open his very own bank account.

Now since I'm his ex I prob won't be there the first time he whips out his REAL Valid Texas Driver's License to buy a drink, get a speeding ticket, or go into an R-rated movie.... I won't be there when he pulls HIS Social Security Card out and gets HIS first above-board legit job in HIS name. I'll never really know what it will be like for him. But when that Social Security Card comes, I'm tattooing that simple little 9 digit number on my chest, just above my heart. He isn't "mine" - he is his own person and he gets to have the simple dream of growing up. I'm honored to have gotten to see this process. I'm so grateful to Obama for making this happen. I am truly inspired by the Dreamers. Getting to witness what it's like to hope even when it's hopeless, even when it hurts - yeah that's the stuff that dreams are made of. That is the stuff that lives are built on.

There is an old poem from 1874 titled "Ode": We are the music makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams;— World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams: Yet we are the movers and shakers Of the world for ever, it seems.


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My State: TX
Service center: Nebraska
Applied: October 18, 2012
Biometrics Appointment: Nov 29, 2012
RFE (Request for Evidence): On 3/18/13 they asked for more Proof of residence on 6/15/2012
Sent them RFE proof: 3/20/13
Approved: BOTH I821D & I765 on 4/5/13
Notice of "ordered production of your new card" EAD same day 4/5/13
EAD: Waiting on card to arrive in mail