A man died this month in the
desert on the way to his American family of five children and wife. Arizona
Her husband will never have words from his mouth - no more laughter, no more memories, no more tasting food, or holding hands.
No more looking up at the sky out a window from his bed in the morning as he rolls over to ponder the day before it happens.
It is over.
His time is completely finished. Only his five children and wife will remember him now. His American family with five American children that depended on his financial contribution and care, his fatherly hand in love and correction, his arms, kisses, and presence will be forever without him.
The failure to initiate comprehensive immigration reform in the United States kills family members.
It kills them physically, as in this extreme story of a father trying to return to his needy children and wife.
It kills family members daily, little by little -
when there are papers to file
that can take years to accomplish
and only to hope
that after all of it
the end result
is an approval.
…and for some families, the only offering is a lifetime ban with no other option.
There are children without fathers that quietly talk to their sister about how they miss their papa, while the mother over-hears the conversation and dies inside... a four year old boy’s observation of his emotions to his two year old sister of why his father has been only randomly visited since the end of 2010.
Tonight on the phone, my husband cried.
I knew he was crying.
I could hear him.
I tried to be extra happy and we put the speaker phone on and I tried desperately to amuse the two little ones so that they would entertain his happy side to try to snap him out of what was eating him up.
Finally it got to be too much for him.
I could tell there was a difficulty in maintaining his composure, as my macho man.
This is not something that happens to him, ever.
We are all breaking down inside.
He had to hang up, crying…
I said the things we always say every day...
“Good-night...See you tomorrow”
“See you tomorrow… I love you”
“I love you... Be careful baby.”
Why do so many die in the desert?